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louis rams

Rookie - 457 Points (09/13/1943 / new york city)

Rise And Fall Of The Poet


Although he did not know it
It was the rise and fall of this poet.
Words are a universal language all by itself
It could take you to heaven, or bring you down to hell.

Words are like rivers, streams and oceans
Moving freely with emotion.
The slightest ripple is a creation
Of love, joy, sadness and devastation.

Everyone is different from each other
Opening poets mind- making him wonder.

Now his mind has become like a glazier
Frozen at a complete stand still
Or moving so slowly without direction
Not knowing love, not knowing affection.

Will it melt and become like the flowing
Waters once again?
Or will this be the final end?

Submitted: Tuesday, September 03, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 04, 2013

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  • Freshman - 2,239 Points Patricia Grantham (9/24/2013 8:48:00 AM)

    Beautiful written Louis. I must say that you have a real
    way with words. Poems are more than just words. They
    are full of meanings and emotions. Keep on writing your
    wonderful works. (Report) Reply

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