One Night Of Need
One Night Of Need The old man held his head between his hands. The ache was still there, the way it had been a very long time. The need to know was killing the spirit within his soul, dousing any...
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Wow! What a strong and most interesting a read Sylvia......This is a really absorbing poem that leads the reader to a dead end, AND YET! It is really exciting in wanting to know what that old man at...
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That is the question, isn't it. I'll give the choice to the reader. I loved writing this, so thank you for the kind words. I really am glad you enjoyed it. Sylvia
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Sylvia, Ah-ha, my dear friend, you have written a mystery in this poem. It leaves one wondering.. A wonderful write. Wanda
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Hello Wanda, I am so glad you liked this. Thank you for the kudo. I had hoped it would be a thing that might cross a readers mind later so they could ponder it. Sylvia
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powerful - but only in extreme circumstances should we give in to despair many people give in too easily to it real despair is something enforced from outside but for many people its just an excuse to...
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Thank you for the read Willow and for sharing your thoughts. Ignorance is not bliss and I suspect this man's despair came from more than one thing. Sylvia
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the natural state of the soul is bliss - we see this in children it takes a lot of mistreatment to turn this to despair
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Sylvia if I could award this wonderful poem I would. I found it so interesting. One question. Why didn't he go and ask? But that would be another poem.
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Hello Mggie, That is very sweet of you. Anytime you want to award a poem, click the kudo sign at the very top of the page and your name will appear as having approved the poem. I would be honored to...
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