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All the water is gone.
No fish left in the pond.
Sodas are all off the shelf.
Maybe my last breath to myself.

What will become of me ?
Only the taste of the salts from the seas.
My baby needs some milk.
Then some walk by, pass in silk.

I am past the point of crying.
Past the point of shying.
Cast upon an empty earth.
All the cities, an abortion of birth.

Last night I had a dream.
The earth was empty, left only me.
I sat on a lonely rock to cry.
Only to drink the tears from my eyes.




from my poetry book DREAMS 2


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SCRATCHES ON THE PAGE,
MAKING NOISE


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The following comments are for "LONELY EARTH"
by poewhit

A Life of Popping Tops
My last breath
shall be a burp...
considering all the soda

( Posted by: awhippingflame [Member] On: April 19, 2016 )

LONELY EARTH
The poet in fact tells the truth
As, happenings give such a fear
And because the poet is alone
He can't bear it, what a love !
Only a poet will feel like that
A politician will cry in joy
As there is no competition
And he only owns everything
A politician and a poet
Always have opposite emotions
A thought provoking and also
A kind of humorous poem.

mvvenkataraman

( Posted by: mvvenkataraman [Member] On: April 24, 2016 )





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