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The late-night calls from itinerant stations,
Confusion, and realisation a second later;
Steal away my old hopes and fears
And barter them with new...
Guitar chords of existence
And strum your way throughout my soul.
Resonate here, and know my gladness
Is localised within this moments...
Live, and let live,
But not for too long.

Author's Note

written earlier this year... just expressed the stuff in this 20 year old's mind:-)

Reviews

[SINDE]

And you say that I think you are better than you really are...
Reasonate here ,and know my gladness
Is localised within this moment...
NICE WRITE .

[Coyote Poetry]

"Live, and let live,
But not for too long"
Depend who is in charge. Not easy to find peace and justice in our world. Hard to hold on to kindness. But we need to. A poem that open up many new questions. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Jazique]

Nicely done with words of true expression of poetry.

[M.Babu]

There was such a great flow to the piece, the erratic rhymes here and there. Nicely put down!

~M.Babu~

[Calypso]

Makes me think about music begin food for the soul

[Sukriti Suki]

I really like this brief, crisp write. You're work is very interesting and very well written. Enjoying your work as always.

[Bryan Micheni]

p.s, sorry it's short.