Five years yet
no change
yet another
threw insults
to injure, but
In my poems is love
In my poems I live
In my silence
I make poems
for you my love
In my silence
I feel weak
and weary
for you my love
Almedia Knight
June 11,2009
A TALL SURE Ma’am but with a! You’re not a midget in your thought and emotion like many of us so called poets Vertical arrangement of word is never poetry just a phantom…becomes live by vibe value virtue…then it’s a Po-et-ree Voted 10 Ms. Nivedita UK
a message effectively said in this poem..well done
Words would be the hallmark of treasure, to be left for others to ponder deeply, when we're no longer around.Abstractly beautiful piece Almedia! !
Short and terse.........Last three lines are full of determination. Regards Naseer
hi alm its such a sad and melancholy piece...yet dignified and full of determination....so much the right stuff very nice cheers and ten
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a deep poem. I love the idea of 'throwing insults' and the defiance that so clearly rises up in the words. Short but lovely.