That thou sayest deep
Makes me swim
In waters deeper
And
From the soil, they call earth,
Emerge as a vine's creeper
And
Amongst roses, breed myself
And
Bow to you for your courtesy
And
Help...
Let me now vow, to never shirk
To compose poems,
That upon human psyche shall work...
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Ah, but that is the rub...
... is it not? We all try to write them, but success and failure are never certain and cannot be decided by a vow. Don't worry, your poetry often works on the psyche.
Istan
My poetry works
My poetry works
Only on my psyche
They say you have wasted a life time,
Composing beyond 7000 poems …
Who else but you will read them?
And
That too if you have the inkling
Spare us from your poetry,
Still and forever
I shall be composing
As I have lost all tracks of mine a
And my thinking
The CANCER ego of my is now bursting
As long as you use pretentious titles like
"That thou sayest deep"
you will fail
"To compose poems,
That upon human psyche shall work..."
MONSTrOUSLY THE MOST LOVLIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEst comment ever and
How TRUE ..
thank you Jess
"That thou sayest deep"
you will fail
"To compose poems,
That upon human psyche shall work..."
CHEERS
To you more than I do deserve
upon your wishes I serve
Why at all do you read me, when i can't compose poetry ,
of your exalted capacity ,
Oh my good MASTER ,of critique
do tell me ....
when will i learn to compose poetry?
in this birth ?
and will I be able to create history
or for ever remain
to be a mystery
Be a mystery always
and we will flock to you. wesley
Advice i give
but this tym tis well taken frnd
hello
Do you mean "vine's creeper" ? I often find the best received of my scribbles are the ones I don't expect to be read much. So I just write along and hope to blindly stumble upon an acorn on occasion................stan
That's why
we ..................................................
and particularly I
emulate you
Yes vines
have I erred???
let me see.... thanks