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Romeo and Juliet and something else
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Wearing my Romeo out...
And Juliet as well
Just like a Boeing flying...
In an approaching rain
Trying to free my reasoning
I always love wondering...
Where do I come from ?
Where am I going ?
And by the time I was getting older...
Everything changed completely
She had led me into her life again
We belong to a tradition of happy endings
When an edge of a desert...
... Is oppressed ...
It groans silently
It cries for our oasis to save it
It seems so illogical...
Ambush this age of darkness...
... From the rear...
And face it from the front
Turn to love... that makes us wise
... Wiser than anything else ... ... Something else
Fortifying our open-mindedness...
Never give up the search
It is an angry wild world
So our help always must be on the way
We have seen so much...
But what has it meant to us ?
We pass through fire...
And we are not burned
And by the time I was getting older...
Everything changed completely
She had led me into her life again
We belong to a tradition of happy endings
... ... ... ...
Wearing my Romeo out...
And Juliet as well
Just like a Boeing flying...
In an approaching rain
Trying to free my reasoning
I always love wondering...
Where do I come from ?
Where am I going ?
And by the time I was getting older...
Everything changed completely
She had led me into her life again
We belong to a tradition of happy endings
When an edge of a desert...
... Is oppressed ...
It groans silently
It cries for our oasis to save it
It seems so illogical...
Ambush this age of darkness...
... From the rear...
And face it from the front
Turn to love... that makes us wise
... Wiser than anything else ... ... Something else
Fortifying our open-mindedness...
Never give up the search
It is an angry wild world
So our help always must be on the way
We have seen so much...
But what has it meant to us ?
We pass through fire...
And we are not burned
And by the time I was getting older...
Everything changed completely
She had led me into her life again
We belong to a tradition of happy endings
... ... ... ...
Published 4th Dec 2020
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Back to the Future: Pop art emerged in the USA and the UK during the mid- to late-1950s.
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8th Dec 2020 6:13am
Am not sure how to take your write. I will say I love the idea of freeing one's reasoning. Freeing up how we think, the traditions of how we think of our reasoning. How and what causes us to conform to certain modes of thought.
"And by the time I was getting older...
Everything changed completely"
Love this...and how it does!
"And by the time I was getting older...
Everything changed completely"
Love this...and how it does!
Thank you very much, elsiesan.
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Wow an awesome poem of good luck love tradition and I liked the great oasis metaphor stanza and passing through fire not burning, sounds very fantastic. Kudos for this fabulous muse!
Plz pleez do read and comment my newest poem too.
Plz pleez do read and comment my newest poem too.
8th Dec 2020 11:39pm
Thank you, Zaynab_kamoonpury.
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I read "Liquid metal metallic cravings" and I posted a comment.
I like your work.
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I read "Liquid metal metallic cravings" and I posted a comment.
I like your work.
... 😍👍
15th Dec 2020 2:59pm
Love it, seems more motivational to me. :)
Really love this line,
"We have seen so much... But what has it meant to us ? "
Really love this line,
"We have seen so much... But what has it meant to us ? "
16th Dec 2020 00:22am
