many days

many days

A Poem by de_maruf
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hmm many days

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it's been many days
i don't write.
it's been many days
i don't sleep.
it's been many days
i really don't sleep.
it's been many days
you are far from me.
it's been many days
you are not mine.
it's been many days
it's been many days

© 2013 de_maruf



Author's Note

de_maruf
it's been many days
you don't review....

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For me, just one day of any of this can feel like years. Just a few days can be eternity and a few more can be agony. I think you did a very good job with this one. Thank you for sharing (:


Posted 3 Years Ago


why so many days? That is the question eh? ;0

Posted 4 Years Ago


Ha! I love that Author's note xD

And the poem. Good work; thanks for sharing it with us!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A really well written write, enjoyed the read

Posted 4 Years Ago


The poem had a deep quality to it. It felt like i was sucked in to the piece. Great job.
~Your friend Res

Posted 4 Years Ago


de_maruf

4 Years Ago

thanks
Maybe it has been many days since someone has reviewed, but the cycle obviously ends here. Hahaha! I received a unhappy vibe from this...maybe the narrator (you or someone else?) feels depressed because he/she feels secluded from the surrounding world. With so little available, it's hard to truly analyze. That's the beauty of poetry; nothing is ever clear cut. Nice job expressing your emotions or trying to express someone else's.

Posted 4 Years Ago


de_maruf

4 Years Ago

so thoughtful and you are correct.
nice

Posted 4 Years Ago


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The repetition of this piece really emphasizes the mood of your poem. Great job.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Great job, and the repetitive line really brought it home. Great job. :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


We seek a place in our thoughts that is away from all else, that would point to what we are in our experiences as our will. This takes us away from the social relation and free association of our ideas and thoughts and waits upon the will. Its the dead calm of the sailor.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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de_maruf

dhaka, south, Bangladesh



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