PoeticEssences
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PoeticEssences

I Accept

Photo by Artem Kniaz on Unsplash

I wound it up and set the time,
Tick tock tick tock tick tock,
It seems it has metabolised,
When will it ever stop?

Times of crimes and lines and lines,
Of soldiers sent to die,
Uncertain situations,
The mothers left to cry.

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In the background, a song intensifies a moment. Imagination fuses sublimely, unchaining emotions. There’s something inciting. Words’ lips kiss inspirations. PoeticEssences spread ’em up. Humor. Love. Life. Music. Flash-Fiction. Micro-Poetry. Free-Verse. © Un P’tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

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David Rudder

Top writer in Poetry. I am a diarist and write poetry to reflect my thoughts.