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May 22, 2014

Inspired by two Neo's

Leaving the arena

Your words of disgust
germinate seeds in my minds eyes,
you want to end all strife,
my seeds have yet to burst.

So if a man's food,
is another’s' poison
both will have a different version,

the decision to do what one wants to do
it's up to each one of us including you too..

so don't run,
walk away
but in the larger picture of life do stay
someday, one day
you will remember what I say

don't shun
never run
stay alive for another happier day
now run
but don't shun
that's what makes in life all the fun

2.
Handicapped

Today I saw a similar guy
the whole body was shaking
every two minutes he was sleeping,

wake up his wife said
don't sleep
the postmaster wants to see
and
your signatures please!

He was helped up to stand,
knees wobbling,
his servant held his hand
another guy held his pen
helped him to pen his signatures
they did not match

The postmaster said
have another try
I don't know why

coz he said
he did not know the man...
sad they went home
ere he--------------

well can't say any more.!..

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: ROU

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Comments

emeka ozurumba

oooooooooooooooo, lovely piece warlock, the second idea of the poem is just genius and is the perfect response to criticism killing the true voice, how you put it into drama is complete awesomeness, this is a lovely poem

Seren

Seren

10 years 11 months ago

You certainly have the ability to write poetry but you continue to spew out stuff inspired by other poets at the site why don't you just tell your story for a change ? I appreciate there are times you write some cracker lines but its ruined by the fact you continue to draw your stories from the work or lives of others

sorry but you really got to get serious your a waste of talent

love Jayne x with respect

loved

I wouldn't have given you
the freedom of such speech

without inspiration all poetry becomes personal experience
is all one seeks
shall create a flurry
but be in no hurry
I create a mystic
sense of poetry
just wait and see