Pride

Pride

A Poem by AfterTim

O, what is pride

That we holdeth onto it.


‘Tis as dew naked in the sunlight,

A beautified bouquet, fresh trim’d,

A flame flickering in the roaring rain..


A mere feeble flamboyance;

That withers as swiftly as breeze through our fingers..


O, what is pride

That we holdeth onto it.


-AfterTim-

© 2011 AfterTim


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This is a beautiful poem, cleverly constructed. Love it

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Added on October 28, 2011
Last Updated on November 2, 2011
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AfterTim
AfterTim

Shah Alam, Malaysia



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