His Concert
More advanced than his age
Older than myths and legends
Sadder than nostalgia when it ends
A concert inept for the stage
Melancholy in passion, few apprehends
Rain falls into blues
No rage, no rage
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arobot (
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Each word carefully placed, each line evoked an emotion, the stanzas falling in place, gained my devotion. A most lovely short that feels longer than it is. A marvelous poem that is a definite fave
A wonderful cleverly crafted write, enjoyed the read
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