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The task begins with awareness, and freedom without it is harmful. So let us not look back in fury or forward in panic, but rather around in awareness. By Poet
Let me tell you a story. Can you Imagine a harsh quiet? Jeers sneer idleness, or scoff to classify the ultimate sinful act of sadness; or quashing irk for an eternal colossus of havoc, perhaps the planet was spaed and will be ruined here. Cynical scorn asphyxiates, cauterizing all life on Earth; who can imagine how vile days linger eerie memories? how often tongues are swelled with astringent tartness? those with acidic sadness tease with a biting reply. Soul was sunk on all live paws to quell a herd of verrucae, could you kindly scan feeble shapes on a pealing day? how would you handle a splenic tongue with an awful zest? or apply on a scorching sting a horrible sneering welt. Mortal musings slay my sight while roaming ruins, I feel the pain, frocking seconds ripen fruitful minutes; none to stop him, acidulous hours burn a swollen body, did you honor your vow not to view your tears in public? Or, to win, they select the nuclear light to avow the day, scavengers swarming forbidden self-destruction zones; where the war had started, it was awarded might; whenever beguiling eyes and spite the sight, I hate lethal viruses as much as a police car passing by; I hate falling asleep at night as well as not falling asleep, I hate the doorbell at night and massive storms, I hate going broke or having too much money. I fear being late and fear being the first to come; I fear that all I yearn for might jeopardize others I love; I fear death or a miserable existence for a long time, I fear not adoring enough and being confused. Slow slurps, wearing vengeful speeches bleary; on stage atomic bombs were used to turn the sky purple; Insouciance fosters the dreadful pulverization, I should have dropped my Kyiv pass. wabbling world......
2ND PLACE CONTEST WINNER Written: April 17, 2022 Theme: War Form N - Narrative - New Poems Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France

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Date: 5/9/2022 8:27:00 AM
Sotto, wonderful and congratulations on your win in my Narrative, Let me tell you a story ... contest, you are an excellent storyteller, love the music too and the quote, blessings ~Constance
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Date: 5/9/2022 11:51:00 AM
Constance, thank you so much for taking the time to read, consider, and comment on my poetry. It means a great deal to me, and I appreciate you taking the time to read this. Continue to run your fantastic contest on this beautiful platform. Blessings
Date: 4/28/2022 8:21:00 PM
Once again back to you with Congratulations on your wonderful narration and great win, dear friend Lasaad !
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Date: 4/28/2022 9:48:00 AM
Congratulations on this win. WOW!!! What a story/write/picture. Be blessed with your win......................
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Date: 4/28/2022 7:30:00 AM
"Slow slurps, wearing vengeful speeches bleary" - Great style of writing. Congratulations!
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Date: 4/27/2022 4:19:00 PM
Wonderful poem, Lasaad. Your quote above is one to remember. Altho terrifying, we should all read them and then ponder how our World is, indeed, slipping toward oblivian.
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Date: 4/18/2022 7:18:00 PM
Lasaad, great write. Having my sons in the service at the same time when Saddam Hussein was causing havoc. All I could do is pray and stayed glued to the TV in case one of our own was down.. We don't need war; can they not be satisfied with what they have and be peaceful.
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Date: 4/18/2022 6:22:00 AM
I am impressed by the intensity of your thoughts my friend. Power of your words (though I had to look some up) certainly raises awareness of turmoil in wars and life. Your poem gets a FAVE from me for the juxtaposition of images you convey, Lasaad, towards the ending of your poem before the last stanza.
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Date: 4/18/2022 1:45:00 AM
Your poem, my dearest friend, Lasaad, is a detailed description of life reflected upon the society of men. Let us pray that the few fools that hold the future of Man in their hands, will not blow up the world. God bless you!
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Date: 4/18/2022 1:34:00 AM
A story on war is never pleasant. It solves nothing but brings only heartache. Best for a win.
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Date: 4/17/2022 10:15:00 PM
Violence and war destroy life and end in endless misery and pain ! Anything disturbing life is abominable. Too much of anything results in dissatisfaction. Amazing diction ! Love the quote ......
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