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HUMBLE HOME OF MY OWN.
Contributed by
FRANCO
on
Saturday, 8th April 2006 @ 04:51:59 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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With sullen cupidity I gazed at those blithely tiny birds
flapping their wings, ‘nd talking to the wind, gaily parting
from the setting sun to glide towards their humble nest,
jumpin’ joyful tiny mice ran between my weary
feet towards a happy hole - home of their own.
Intellect; so they call me, yet I have not a twig shade
of my own to rest my weary head and to cool
my blistered feet. I did dare to brave, to built
a meek tiny burrow with all that I could gather
‘nd borrow - amorously decorated with all my heart and love.
Happily rested my weary head for just a blinking
moment– alas, there came the scandalous stormy wind
to expose my gloomy destiny, the affluent lender snatched my
humble home, left me to chill in the piercing cold.
Here I lay wistfully gazing at those blithely birds
flapping their wings and talking to the wind,
me on the vociferous street, with no place of my own.
(FRANCO)
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FRANCO
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2006-04-08 04:51:59]
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Re: HUMBLE HOME OF MY OWN.
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by Tiffyo4 on
Saturday, 8th April 2006 @ 12:33:36 PM AEST
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very good write
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Re: HUMBLE HOME OF MY OWN.
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 8th April 2006 @ 09:39:29 PM AEST
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Supreme shelter.. Love is your home.
You write very emotional poetry, and I smile with tears of love as I read your works.
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