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We dream horizons size denies
seen from mesmerized and truthless
whys, accompanied with yearning sighs
learning the meaning of goodbyes.
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The sun rises, then dies
stars watch us from darkened skies
we look back with night blind eyes
unable to see what the heart espies.
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Lady A
08-15-13
1:52p
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Lovely write Mm Allets
Lovely write Mm Allets.You need not have given me importance..... All works everywhere are influenced by some other directly .A lady on this site quoted from Edgar Allan Poe's "The Raven" which inspired her.Even the greatest writer/poet on earth born/to be born can't say that my thoughts are ORIGINAL.Even Mm ..Nature is an inspiration.. who takes credit? I'll write soon on a motorcycle repair garage boy.. Who'll take credit? I strongly believe Mm that writing comes from reading and seeing ,hearing, & experiencing with other senses.They get engraved in the brain matter and may spill out in the form of words or even other works of art (painting,music,etc) or indirectly so ....... Sorry to spill my dirty water-bucket in your space/floor. You can delete if you like.~God Bless + B Happy~
©bishu
dirty water-bucket in your space/floor
A rare thymed poem :)
You can toss away anytime - liked your take on inspiration and the source of art - see, when Bishu's ego surfaces, wisdom walks around and struts a while, you dig? - be well and thanks for the original commentry - hugz, allets