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rising glory

exquisite,
yes
not painful
but beautiful

you extract elixir of life
from the thoughts of a dying man

since ages as we are all born to die
one day
some day
since we arrive

but when shall the train arrive
at the platform of demise
none know yet
nor ever will
tis my surmise

man still till his last day wants to rise
and
once he does
tis no surprise
we all love to see ours rise....

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Free verse
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glad to see that you have decided to join the contest. loved the poem.

Alid

credit for this friend tc

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But a bit rude, if I read it correctly.... or is it just my mind loved?
:)
Good luck in the contest, great to see you participating.
love judy
xxx

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

its joe's poetry
out of the horrors of existence
he is still emerging
isn't he?

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