lovedly
lovedly
May 19, 2015
This poem is part of the contest:

May Contest

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rising glory

exquisite,
yes
not painful
but beautiful

you extract elixir of life
from the thoughts of a dying man

since ages as we are all born to die
one day
some day
since we arrive

but when shall the train arrive
at the platform of demise
none know yet
nor ever will
tis my surmise

man still till his last day wants to rise
and
once he does
tis no surprise
we all love to see ours rise....

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

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Comments

alidzain

glad to see that you have decided to join the contest. loved the poem.

Alid

judyanne

But a bit rude, if I read it correctly.... or is it just my mind loved?
:)
Good luck in the contest, great to see you participating.
love judy
xxx