Authors Pen For Regina Poem by James McLain
Authors Pen For Regina
Is it poetry,
are you even more confused,
in it.It is sinful it knows it, Yet so,
Wicked is it in you, it always is, you glow in it..
On a lighter note, To have every verse, of
prose, consumed by it is, is it then would
ask you to it, if you saw it,
perhaps it is you, remember tired mother,
it will wash your feet in it, for you are the Regina,
of it, in your *smiles* to it, does then flow in to it,
which is you.It winks at it to swell, in your *smile*.
They beats it, and robs it, of you precious mother.
It still smiles in you..You take it with a wave..of you.
IT appearsa to be a cross between a paradigm & paradox.....And perhaps a dlocksom of prismic spectrum, to be fair to IT..., within and aboung IT.. Yet your locution, shows sumo loquatiosness, as in prosaic infarction...Still in the end, IT survives the dead-falls of ''THE EDGE''...and instead i find this diamond of art 2-B of primo bella poetico....IT is...IT has been...and IT shall forever remain POETRY! f
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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P.S....Just so you know...2-Night was TYPE-O NIGHT at the stadium(good one FjR) ....Anyone who got read & critiqued by me was a recipient of a sincere, but grammarically flawed comment...Which would strongly suggest i lie down now, & fall asl.........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz