A Nice One , Keep It Up
Thank You
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A man of words
Anonymous
A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds
And when the weeds begin to grow
It's like a garden full of snow
And when the snow begins to fall
It's like a bird upon the wall
And when the bird away does fly
It's like an eagle in the sky
And when the sky begins to roar
It's like a lion at the door
And when the door begins to crack
It's like a stick across your back
And when your back begins to smart
It's like a penknife in your heart
And when your heart begins to bleed
You're dead, and dead, and dead indeed.
A Nice One , Keep It Up
Thank You
.
The candle has blown out , extinguished
and darkness shrouded the whole place
thanx Anour , it is nice poem , this the man , , he kills yr feeling after all things which you do 4 him
sorry I think you are one of them
i really like it
this poemis very creative an d full of images
great work
iam waiting for the new one
Now that's a poem of deep and wonderful meaning
Thank you brother
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