Just That Archaic Poet Poet Rhyme

Standing Room Only

In crowded spaces, falling down:
Toward the sky into the ground,
And always landing "out-of-bounds"
As I lie awake on sleeping sounds

No room to dwell in Heaven's Hell,
No lies confessed, nor Truths to tell
The Demon's region, and Poets in legion-
Oh! My words, forever quelled!

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Robin Davis December 20, 2013 at 4:37 PM Chan This is an interesting and deep write. Makes the reader think about what is being said in these words. Nice job Thanks for the protective comment in my Others Misery poem. I appreciate the care and love. Right back at ya. Hugs and Love Sweet Pea Just That Archaic Poet December 21, 2013 at 8:06 AM Much appreciated, Sweet Pea :)

Mustapha Mohammed September 20, 2013 at 2:03 AM This is a wow for me to. Great write....applause! : ) Just That Archaic Poet September 20, 2013 at 6:33 PM A humbling review; many thanks, my friend :)

Fancy Fati September 19, 2013 at 2:05 PM wooow...you truly have a beautiful way of pouring your thoughts out...wonderful piece of work... Just That Archaic Poet September 20, 2013 at 6:34 PM I appreciate the compliments, Fancy; thank you so very much :)