Poetry Poem by Skywee Gh

Poetry

Rating: 5.0


Poetry of my poems I write
Deepened in black ink as text
Like machine I work my tool;
Pen and paper and ink too

So I scramble these words around
Far to the reach of everyone
Even if my tools is exhausted;
The ground and stick I use

When locked away in some cell
Poetry I cuddle like my girl
Perhaps, I have fallen in love;
With the rhythmical of poetry

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Prasanna Kumari 02 February 2014

good poem with what is happening with poetry and poets...

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So nice, , ,1o I simple think about ways The situation forces me to stay My pen moves in some direction I leave it to pen when to stop with action

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Bharati Nayak 20 June 2015

Sometimes love and poetry becomes indistinguishable as love becomes poetry and the poet finds solace in poetry.No poet can write a poem without feeling love for poetry.A. lovely poem on poetic expression.

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John Sky Dadzie 20 March 2015

Thumbs up. Great work thanks for sharing

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Captain Herbert Poetry 22 February 2015

I clicked LIKE and voted 10

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V P Mahur 24 March 2014

Dear Prince, I agree with you really love of poetry is the greatest love which will live forever. Thanks for lovely poem ......................................... 'Destination Of Love' ..................................... Please Reply.

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