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These are my original poems...You might even wonder about the evident dab of sorrow in most of the poems.I agree to this vice; I guess it stems from the fact that most of my poems are written either when am sad or troubled by loneliness....not that I haven't felt like jotting my pleasurable moments into poetry too...Yet when am happy,how do I make myself sit in a place and jot anything...At those happy moments I like singing and being with people who matter the most to me....
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hot evening...??!!strange...!!
Love it,. my type
sublime :)
"In this hot evening" - I loved that imagery.
This one had a beginning that was sublime. But towards the end you lost it.
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