I see a very thin but promising
line between two states
A little higher than me
from a distance
Steals my swift focus
overrides objections
My destination is at hand
Oh! No!
Can nature deceive?
The parallelism
of the sky
to the lower layer
keeps on projecting out
from each other
The more I draw nearer
The farther I become
I make up my mind
There is more to cover
The fine line
of the never merging
is just a reminder
into the wide blue yonder
A beauty of hope
to the ugly hopeless
Wow! I liked β¦a reminder into the blue wide yonder. A beautiful piece of poetryππ
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Good poetry , you are good ar what you do
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Thank you very much.
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splendid!! Just loved itβ€
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Thanks for reading.
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Beautiful poem!
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Thank you, Luisaπ.
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Good one.
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Thank you, pretty Priti.
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My pleasure π€
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Beautiful πΌ
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Such poems really give us hope and inspiration, especially during the pandemic.
Really good work! β€
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βA beauty of hope to the ugly hopelessβ love that. Kudos! Good piece.
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