Song Of Self Poem by Rhymer Rhymer

Song Of Self

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i sing the song of fallen feather
who is to listen or who to count
if mind mount

i sketch a fallen leaf
who to see or to feel
if a big deal

i am deadly paint
who to admit or to realize
heart with sun size

i am to be fallen
don't show love debit will puff

i don't exist
restless cyclone
revolves you see all

this body
not by me
it copy fall

Tuesday, August 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: song,songs of life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 28 August 2019

i am to be fallen don't show love debit will puff .......... his body not by me it copy fall........////wonderful expression o the body yeah; the love oh nothing nothing absolute body; yes body is the cloth, solid cloth of soul oh! pain there is till alive the soul for earthly pitch cause of love yeah; love or the attachment brings the pain with no sane................///

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Rus Mer 28 August 2019

wonderful comments and commentary...reader is one step ahed... much more ahead so so gratutudes for spending time...

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