i flutter by
day in and
the night awake
to hear them
the only words
the hidden ones
hard to read it
the mind you have
from far overseas
your only friend
you have and believe
may be your own soul
hope you find
friend you believe
may be in me
silence is strong
it is with you
and killing me
my only request
for the moment
just whisper aloud...
3 comments:
I must say your works leave me in dearth of creativity. Like having a paraplegia and ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder)
Your poem is NOT a ballad, couplet, quatrain, cinquain,Iambic Pentameter, sonnet, haiku, epic or a limerick....If you call it a 'free verse' then have a verse which doth maketh some literary & witenary sense.
“Criticism may not be agreeable, but it is necessary. It fulfils the same function as pain in the human body. It calls attention to an unhealthy state of things.”
-Winston churchill
Regards,
Windsor Jr.
If you might know it's unacceptable oxymoron! That's a figure of speech and not an abuse.
-Windsor Jr.
@ Windsor Jr. - Thanks a lot for dropping by and for your comments.
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