When you die, you got this feeling,
When you die, someones stealing,
When you die you stop believing,
When you die you stop dreaming.
When you die you start seeing,
When you die there ends the teaching,
When you die you need no speaking,
When you die theres One leading.
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Author:
Kez (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Its not even a poem really... Just a bunch of words rhyming... I was just messin' 'round
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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Comments3
Works for me! Words and phrases are fun 🤩👍
Thanks!!
This is quite the poem as It employs repetition, anaphora, monorhyme, parallelism, juxtaposition, alliteration, and symbolism...all of which are brilliant poetic devices. Don't sell yourself short, my friend. This is as much a poem (if not more so) than the next, and on top of that, it is quite profound. Well done! 🌹👏
Aw thank you sooo much Tristan!
You are welcome, my friend! ❤️🙏
👍👍
Two thumbs up!
A cool poem and great
" Monorhyme" indeed!💯
Thought provoking and
a treat to read!! ✌️
Best wishes 🍀🤗🌹 Thad
Thank you Thad
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