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Created World

Rating: 3.8
And the clock stopped.now my heart
    You've found the heart hours
    I don't have the heart
    I found a poem's heart

    Starting a new day in uniform
    The wounds that started
    In a new day
    Our endless uniform tomorrows
    If the clocks are cloudy
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Created World
Thursday, January 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
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COMMENTS
Akhtar Jawad 04 September 2019
Dear poetess, time is the healer it will filter and the honey will be pure.
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Akhtar Jawad 04 September 2019
My wounds wrap up the thesis Honey, honey and blood Pains that one faces in love, and the wounds that were give in love, the blood that came out as tears in love; everywhere it was honey of love. I kept the dried blood with me and changed the honey into a poem. Despite my sincere efforts I don't know how a little blood was added in the honey. Tell me, how to get courage that can filter the pure honey as the filtrate, I want to get rid of the precipitate of my blood.
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A B Faniki 09 August 2019
Intresting piece. Thanks for sharing. “ A blind window a helpless door“ very creative
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Bulent Karaalioglu 01 March 2019
Thank you for your comment and your appreciation
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Ratnakar Mandlik 27 February 2019
A great poem, conceived thoughtfully as also thought provoking. Congrats on poem of the Day.
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Khairul Ahsan 27 February 2019
'If the clocks are cloudy Our days are many' - so nicely said! Congratulations on your poem's selection as the 'Member Poem of the Day'!
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Bulent Karaalioglu 01 March 2019
I have honored your valuable comment
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Benjamin Uy 27 February 2019
Grade this poem in the A’s thank you for a great poem.
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Bulent Karaalioglu 01 March 2019
Thank you for your comments and admiration
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Bulent Karaalioglu 01 March 2019
Your comment is at least as valuable as my poem.. Thanks
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Dr Antony Theodore 27 February 2019
I cut off my wrists I need to write poetry from my blood I must wake up from hibernation. The world in the world The body of the body. a great poem indeed. tony
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Bulent Karaalioglu 01 March 2019
To reinforce subrutin with poetry.
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Lyn Paul 27 February 2019
Truly a beautiful poem. Thought provoking and heartfelt.
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Bulent Karaalioglu 01 March 2019
In fact, the translations reflect our inner world. Thank you for your comment
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Rose Marie Juan-austin 27 February 2019
A wonderful poem that captures the very essence of Poetry. A well crafted write Congratulations!
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