The Same Race............................ Poem by TaMaRa HaNaRiNg ,(((( PaLeSTiNe))))FreedOm Flottila .

THE STORM IN THE RACE, CLIMB MOUNTAINS AND BACK TO BASE HANDS IN HANDS SOULS WITH SOULS EYE TO EYE AND FACE TO FACE LIFE IS SHORT, TIME IS FAST WE LIVE IN HASTE, ..........................most versatile way of expression with all flexibilities by living, life when rills though time and space of its own, where time ia a limiting factor absolute, organic wishes seems to diffuse through pulsating heart, yet all these eartly phenomena fails rich its goal, lest haste my not impulses the very truth in its room of own reason, yet it reasons to be most introspective to brace up with art of love...........well penned,10+++ thanks for sharing

i like this poem, it is very creative and well written 10/10

hmmm like it very much... inspiring a lot...it's very sweet and professionally done this poem with deep idea... yeah I am not wrong if I again say it that you are good poet with new subjects to express... sharing it if you will also like my expression of love based peace thoughts also(a friendly smile is the best weapon of war to fight with.... afzal shauq) I am sure my this famous say will be satisfying your every worry about the humanity and social life and even friendship...yeah is the only answer to your questions raising in your mind about the happiest collective life.... yeah... we belong to same family of Adam...and we are true cousins..good friend...go on and on...waiting for your more sweet words and a note as I required..dear

you are in race with your words...with your running thoughts...who is winning? you? your words? your thoughts? well, all there...ten for your fast forwarded piece

Why care about race When i already ace the pace of a race-the race, When this race of passion will blossom, When endeavoured in your heart, When you said i don't have gold or silver When you said i cannot sow the seeds of love only When it stormed my heart tormented by a turbulent your thunderstorm When i won, When i lost thi same race of human, A race called love I lived once when you died once And died thence when you lived thence And i stopped when you continuously died Thinking i will live once again.....a beautiful write. Tamara.A 10 from me.

eaquisite musical and great flow among the few very nice poems iv done here cngrats and thanxs... a lot has been said alredy and i agree...its a very verynnice poem God bless u cheers and ten

let me say once again..I read this poem and liked much..well done friend... for that much sweet piece..10++++++++++

free verses but in a poetic flwo and melodious one..idea is rich and the expression iw weel done..composition of words is sound and heartfelt... well done friend 10++++++++

GREAT FLOW, GREAT RYTHM, AND YEAH WE ARE FOOLS, JUST TOOLS, WE ALWAYS HAVE THE WRONG TOOLS IN LIFE N LOVE TO FIX ARE OWN MESSES, BUT AS FRIENDS, WE ARE NO LONGER FOOLS, CUZ THEN IT SEEMS WE HAVE THE RIGHT DAMN TOOL..LOL 01S

Very good poem at fast tempo.