i like the coupled lines that seem to be couples in themselves. lovely iscream
Ten thousand fixations of one foul-minded kindred. A burnt child on a pile of dinner, with twenty surrounding figures dictated in smoke. It fills,...
hey arlia! your hair looks fantastic honey :)
mmm this is an intriguing piece
wow nice prose:)
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*bows to each commenter: moonjava, electric and sylvan* thanks guys.
yo thanks shabshab dude:p yeah it does soimd kinda lyric-like. i'm not so good at song writing...but i'll ask jaz delorean or some other amazing...
ah very political and angry. good one. comes the heart. those sort of poems that one is passionate about work the best coz you can feel them more!
Taut, angora coat in an obsolete manner, with the buttons done up. There the woman in the nude: lonesome, cold and dirty- by the street she curls...
At the gate, at the gate I watch the boys run, their pockets full of virgin toys, still with the wrappings on. Jovially sunsetting, the yellow...
Dexter likes to contemplate the vast courageous notings of the watchman, with his gentle stub-ble-scratchy brows, the scent of sweaty lynx seeps...
grr what a moof!
haha good piece hehe
cute poem. nice use of repetition, that works, emphasises stuff. good job burn! sorry my critiquing isn't so good today, the hot weather has fried...
hehe. whether this was a poem or not, it was funny:) hehe
this is from a real experience you say? that's cool. this poem is lovely, i like the way it's written...sort of um..through...
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