Drifting along the stream of consciousness,
malachite wings unfurled, looking for the answer.
Diving through the cosmic atmosphere,
wanting to attach to something bigger, better.
The answer, the question, yet to be found.
Like an ant in the desert, one small speck,
in a giant whole, searching endlessly.
Only to find out, that within us all,
is the true answer.
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crimsonfury, DwellingInDarkness & Griswold: ant, atmosphere, malachite
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An absolutely beautiful poem!!!!
I loved it. The metaphors are also well used. The style and the idea is really good. -
I like what you've done with the word bank here; your poem has a lovely uplifting feeling to it.
DancingRed.
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this was a wonderful write and has left me thinking
i loved it dad the imagery and metaphors used
well done
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what is this about.
WONDERFUL JOB ON THIS.
TORY
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