Monday, November 23, 2015

Living Silver Comments

Rating: 5.0

Move along, with the descending silver grey.
Winding round, with the softest sound.
You can barely see, the colorless branches,
The longing silhouettes,
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Archaeus Six
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Kumarmani Mahakul 23 November 2015

For the necessary- it grows of roses, Leaving orchids for untouchables, Who find their way through the silver, And dream with the grey....Very beautiful lines in this marvelous work shared. Interesting poem....10

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Michael S. 23 November 2015

Thank you for the kind words. Glad you enjoyed.

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