A Comment On Edward Kofi Louis' Poem F.S.P. Poem by Akhtar Jawad

A Comment On Edward Kofi Louis' Poem F.S.P.

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From a Sweet Palace,
where Fairies Sing in Passion,
Free of charge is a Slow Poison,
that doesn't kill,
just makes us ecstatic,
Firing the Sour Prose,
Feel a Sweet Poetry,
let me live ecstatic,
let me die in it,
I don't know the name of this fairy,
but it's a pleasure to dance with her,
I don't know her religion, color or creed,
but Edward Kofi Louis hasn't only danced
with her like me,
my friend knows her better than me,
and when he says it's muse of true love,
I believe,
I trust,
my friend cannot be wrong.

Saturday, February 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 02 May 2019

i think you meant " Creed" . " Crete, Greece's largest island, is known for its varied terrain, which ranges from fine-sand beaches at Elafonisi to the White Mountains. Mt. Ida, the tallest of the range, is home to the Ideon Cave, which was the birthplace of Zeus, according to Greek mythology. " and EKL typed " shearing" . ha ha. bri :)

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Akhtar Jawad 03 May 2019

Dear Teacher, thanks for correcting me once again.

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Edward Kofi Louis 07 February 2016

Thank you! ! Great work done and, for your dedication. Thanks for shearing.

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Kelly Kurt 06 February 2016

A wonderful tribute to a fellow poet

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Khalida Bano Ali 06 February 2016

F.S.P. becomes more and more meaningful,

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