you’re leaving in the land where you've seen the first
light and as you're living in the land which full of
abundance, whisper me dear the failure of your success,
that sublime of my promise of the past, waiting the
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'hurdle that bits and pieces, loose your grip, the mind can't understand what the heart resist, the bottom tap is to sweet like butterfly wish to seat, in the bottom tap, lies a sipping tips of needle, where everybody always find the day to find as easy to lie'... Truthful words...beautiful depiction of human psychology...i liked these lines most Anto...thanks...10
today is to believe that yesteryears apart is a dream to fulfill and a moment of the past, welcome to see today as the beginning of every yesterdays return......... -------- you are always amazing my friend... your poems are always soft and light painted with great poetic pictorial.....10++++++++++
'today is to believe that yesteryears apart is a dream to fulfill and a moment of the past, welcome to see today as the beginning of every yesterdays return.........' An excellent poem with nice idea.10+++