Who lost respect first, was it me or you!
Does the truth even matter, when ideas or triggers are not bulletproof
Even coping is nothing but a blag, good, bad and the ugly. All raise a hand!
No matter what happens, each rhyme takes its toll
Until the rivers run dry and no more waterfalls
Each soul returns home released from any inner turmoil
All to become part of another beautiful rainbow!
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This was written a few days ago, to help this wave i am on. I always see my life at an end but try to be greatful for the moments I get. Sassoon as I finished this poem, I got a message that an old friend had passed!
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OOhhh, don't go yet. What about the dogs? and family?! They will all need you! 🙂
Life always go on my friend, I shall be here as long as I need to be!
Always appreciate your time
Hope you are doing well!
That rainbow will light up your life into one of harmony.
Andy
Ha! When i get to that rainbow harmony, I'm sure it will not be of this world!
Always appreciated my friend
Only someone who pours everything he's got into his poems would choose to say this: each rhyme takes its toll. To those of us who do that in any of our endeavors, very memorably put.
Thank you, that line did make me cry! I'll admit it's for the ones that don't leave my mind!
I see maybe you know this feeling, of unspoken words not healing.....
Oooo, I like that and going off to write more!
Thank you for the inspirational thoughts 😉
Always appreciated
Much peace and respect
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