Me Poem by Emranor Reja

Me



Know nothing but I can do a little something alike the doors as the ray of sun as it is. Every possible look you can discover over my eyes while being ability to watch something within the anything.
Man is not rub off matter able into the wild tune den. Man is just watch doing something along the loveable forest.

I believe I am man, I have a possible look, possible step and possible abrupt motion. I make you remind that I am man, really not the so called. I am either sent or organized to do immeasurable something.

No one is master over my look, the nature is master of me and so everyone. I am not master of anyone, I am just guide for the while some journey for the forward man of my mind and body.

Sunday, August 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: attraction
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Kelly Kurt 07 August 2016

A poignant and insightful poem, Emranor. Thanks

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