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In the safe refuge of lyrical poetry, I cocooned. My broken shards fell on a tear-stained screen. I am the one who steers my own route attuned. With every brushstroke, many specks are seen. My broken shards fell on a tear-stained screen. A flawed creation leaves footprints in the sand. With every brushstroke, many specks are seen. On a dying star, view the last rays of a light band. A flawed creation leaves footprints in the sand. A sorrowfulness may discharge excess perfection. On a dying star, view the last rays of a light band. A quivering waltz into the pert halls of reflection. A sorrowfulness may discharge excess perfection. Perception releases a melody into the devil's lair. A quivering waltz into the pert halls of reflection. Too spry to chase metaphorical kaleidoscope air. Perception releases a melody into the devil's lair. A rescuer in the shape of stanchions in the storm Too spry to chase metaphorical kaleidoscope air. Sieved in mellifluous rhythm exotic in fictional form.  A rescuer in the shape of stanchions in the storm Worlds slamming silently into a moonless ocean. Sieved in mellifluous rhythm exotic in fictional form. I grasp best in the gloom, smell, passion, and devotion. Worlds slamming silently into a moonless ocean. As moths to flame, poetry keeps me alive in my dream. I grasp best in the gloom, smell, passion, and devotion. Jaded lack of past, present, and future is my stream. As moths to flame, poetry keeps me alive in my dream. As the world, alternate contractures and bruising. Jaded lack of past, present, and future is my stream. I'm simmering, burning, splashing, and fusing. As the world, alternate contractures and bruising I am the one who steers my own route attuned. I'm simmering, burning, splashing, and fusing. In the safe refuge of lyrical poetry, I cocooned.
Written: December 2nd, 2022

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Date: 12/3/2022 3:45:00 AM
Such beautiful lines in this Pantoum, Lasaad. The photo you chose to accompany it is breathtaking.
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Date: 12/2/2022 7:19:00 PM
"I'm simmering, burning, splashing, and fusing. In the safe refuge of lyrical poetry, I cocooned." The power of poetry is limitless and the inspiration it gives is infinite ! Great Pantoum, for me the toughest poetic form.
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Date: 12/2/2022 3:34:00 PM
Your photo is awesome my friend. The rising dawn's inspiration adorns your poem. Wonderfully descriptive write, Lasaad.
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