confused wandering nomad poet

sometimes I wonder

why do we walk
and
not fly high up in the sky
and
even if no one does not read us
why feel so shy
they will at least see us fly high
a flag of Neos in hand
to be like a present from this wonderful site
will do
and
poetry coming in print some day
all will say why
did LOVEDLY
fly away

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

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read

Comments

It is a losing battle, my

It is a losing battle, my friend. This is WORKSHOP site. Jusr keep posting. You will leave your special mark. I post as long as I can--no expectations.

Richard for Joe

Richard please kindly

tell Joe
let him know
his poetry above heavens does flow
as we only on earth
like a flickering candle half heartedly glow
and Joe will know
coming from me
glory be for him only
kindly!
that he reads me
and
replies me too
what more expectations
can I have
tell me will you
O Sir joe

Oh, I know, dear friend.

joe [himself :) ]

wow ur abs okay

flawless typing
you will be okay Joe
keep taking medicines
meditate also
meditation can be performed. anywhere at anytime
just repeat what ur mind likes most
ten 20 times concentration is needed
I was given 3 months for nervous finals .....xxxx-----
and that was 20 years ago
I still live