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Showers of a thousand springs.
Nightfall and its ***** needs.
A lovely maiden in a crystal ball.
We see the future, we see it all.

A bottle of jar with lemon crust.
A touch of us in earthly dust.
Beauty and virtue bore along.
Fine wheat, no famine is wrong.

My dream girl, my reality shivers
An empty heart, with love spots on my quiver.
I escape this solitude for a better morning.
The weather is fine, would you love me only for the money?

I ponder deep till I stop but yonder.
Is this emotion a burden or an aching joy.
My thoughts for you as innocent as a toddler.
I am man yet, I recollect not being a boy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 9/16/2014 8:29:00 AM
A sublime excellent poem. Enjoyd reading the end line rhymes here. Pls review my latest poem too.
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Date: 8/22/2014 3:10:00 PM
Love the second stanza. Profound write - enjoyed the read.
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