Being amused isn't like her,
Like another female friend kindly gabbed,
her brain furiously hates laughter,
But I didn't fall from her jab,
I caught her laughter's liar,
I kept battling her brain's fire,
Amidst all deciding it couldn't happen,
Grow her love did,
Along each flower's curtail,
It Desperately drank from heart's desire,
and doused dammed fire
A contest entry
- A 2 L contest prt 1 by Just4u.
400 points, ended February 5, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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Excellent
Wow this was pretty amazing I think. One of your better works Redsoldier! I need to enter some of these contest things sometime lol.
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one of my better works? Wow can you give a compliment without criticism just once? lol(you know im kidding)
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This is really cool. You really nailed it! I love this line: “Grow her love did” reminds me of Yoda from star wars lol. Good job and best of luck to you in the contest


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haha. Yeah now that I read it again I am thinking the same thing! lol
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I like it!
Best wishes in the contest and always.
Write on!

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Thanks oyu very much.
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Thanks for the entry...good luck in the contest
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Thanks. Im hoping I do well too!
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