Change being the only constant,
Life flickers from bad to brilliant..
But on troubles not much i dwell,
As happy sad many emotions clash..
My life burns well,
Poetry is just the ash..
- Author: LADYHOLMES ( Offline)
- Published: December 24th, 2021 05:44
- Comment from author about the poem: About poetry, and its massive role in my life, in overcoming all my pains and rejoicing in all the joys
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 15
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My life burns well,
Poetry is just the ash..
Love this imagery very clever, merry Christmas ☺
Thanks! I think u do become brainy once u start writing poetry as u have to think alot!
Merry Christmas to u too!
very nice
Thanks Draven. Read all ur poems. Liked Wax the most.
But - I went to a rather dreary poetry group. There was hardly any evidence of life. Should I yell out 'Anyone alive in 'ere?!' lol.
Haha.y bother to join a group if u dont post anything!
I was a group 'in person'. Various recitations of mainly dull poems. Someone nudged me during the break, so I could join in the pretended applause. I had nodded off! (Did I make that bit up?) lol.
Glad writing has lifted your spirits.
Have a great Christmas.
It sure has..
Merry Christmas!
So true, poetry is so important in our lives, we can put all our feelings into words.
Andy
Absolutely. A catharsis.
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