I still wait
Sun has walked away
Illusion
Haunts again
Your shadows play wicked games
Memories decay
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Form - Shadorma:
line one has three syllable
line two has five syllables
line three has three syllables
line four has three syllables
line five has seven syllables
line six has five syllables
I write when my muse play tricks on me hiding behind the tunes of adversity. A simple thing such as smile or touch, anger or quote, music or hum,it sets my world rolling into a ball of perfumed poetry
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love this one..
ReplyDeleteyou write well.
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