A Poem by linear

How can a man change?
Hardened by situations beyond his comprehension.

Loved far more than he deserved
given the harm he caused.

Unions often discarded
People, lives left in tatters.

All for the fun of a young man's want
But now I've learned, oh how I've learned.

Stood in the strength, of my muscle and wit
Until I saw him, and bent my knee.

I have faced the might of venusian winds
spat in the eyes of kings
But I learned, oh how I learned.

Standing proud, I didn't know.
the clothes I wore stripped off
Naked I stood, laid completely bare.

Yet the eye's were kind
the wind roared, that felt like down of eider
And I learned.

Once proud and high, I became low
the hand that raised me up
was stronger than I could know.

And I, yes even I have learned
this entwined circle of my own rebirth!

© 2013 linear

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The love`s uncontrollable so are the winds--"the winds of warmth". Every breath the nights takes stirs the combination of "kindness" & "wickedness" with the raged fleshes of life to twist up the snacks of "words" across the "learning mechanism" of "sighs". Quiet impressive imagery!

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Added on December 21, 2013
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Manchester, United Kingdom

Don't worry if the sparrows chirp today, for tomorrow the nightingle will sing. I will read as I please, but will always comment on those who take the time to honestly comment my scribbles......I w.. more..

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