Treasure Island

Jesus James Llorico


A Desert Life


As I watched the sunset in this land
And fading lights dims the desert sand
A time my memory seems so right
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  • Maria C. Costa (3/6/2013 7:40:00 PM)

    Lovely and melodious, your poem fondly speaks of a glorious time of youth, the warmth and longing of family. One always cherishes those times and our memory keeps them safe.
    Keep up sharing your poems. (Report) Reply

  • Jesus James Llorico (2/23/2013 7:45:00 PM)

    thank you Mr. Mishra, this is the first poem I submitted and I want to do more, your comment is really appreciated. yes, I will read your poems and comments. (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (2/22/2013 8:38:00 AM)

    We should remember the sun is not setting it is our earth that is moving.. As such we are not dying our body is decaying. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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