TKei
been around the block
"Some wrongs we must hide, lest we expose our honour." Vauvenargues
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Post by TKei on Oct 13, 2012 0:27:32 GMT -5
Here we stand among the towers,
Smelling artificial flowers.
Counting time on broken clocks,
By the river tossing rocks.
Counting down the seconds,
As time goes slowly by.
To break the sound of silence,
The bell tolls thrice to sign.
In the center is a fire,
Our signal to return.
Folding paper airplanes,
And tossing them to burn.
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Post by water4545 on Oct 16, 2012 9:35:38 GMT -5
very cool. very nice flow. whats it about?
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TKei
been around the block
"Some wrongs we must hide, lest we expose our honour." Vauvenargues
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Post by TKei on Oct 16, 2012 17:51:17 GMT -5
First quatrain: Modern, city life.
Second quatrain: Hypothetical future, can't explain entirely now.
Third quatrain: Someone I know, and the life we've become accustomed to.
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Post by poemsaresilly on Nov 12, 2012 0:06:04 GMT -5
I am in love with the title of your poem!
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TKei
been around the block
"Some wrongs we must hide, lest we expose our honour." Vauvenargues
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Post by TKei on Nov 12, 2012 0:46:19 GMT -5
Heh. Thanks. I originally wrote the poem on my cell phone, and when I typed it out on my computer, the title just seemed obvious. I'm not sure how to explain, but the phrase came into mind, and it just worked perfectly for the title. Sometimes an interesting title is needed to get people to read.
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