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Prose and Passion

Poetry is the language of the soul Its passion is lethal Its writing speaks well Its forms becomes in style Literary and viral It is a burning desire Which is spontaneous and eloquent It speaks of its feelings and emotions Of love, its surroundings, its existence A likings dwelt within a lingering beads Sometimes full of doubts, pains and hopes However, when espoused deemed a masterpiece.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/7/2012 12:59:00 AM
Dalila I could not agree more, well said..David
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Dalila Agtani
Date: 3/8/2012 11:12:00 PM
Thank you for commenting on my poem David. Poetry Soup has given me the opportunity to write my story in poems. I am so thankful that this website exists. Dalila

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