Call
Tomorrows' promise, todays' reality. Yesterdays' hopes, sands in the glass of time. Destinys' calling, a souls' ultimate Zen.Call
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Tags: Dark Poetry , Philosophy
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
styleblue’s Poems (19)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| My Love | 1 | 03/22/2010 |
| Time | 1 | 03/20/2010 |
| Rambling Thoughts | 1 | 03/20/2010 |
| Drive On | 1 | 03/20/2010 |
| Scars | 0 | 03/20/2010 |
| Impulse | 0 | 03/12/2010 |
| Fools' Ideals | 0 | 03/12/2010 |
| Catch | 0 | 03/12/2010 |
| Time and Space | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Un | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Desperate | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Forever Love | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Kiss Me | 1 | 03/09/2010 |
| Shades | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Call | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Fantasy | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Vacant Thoughts | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| Too... | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
| untitled | 0 | 03/09/2010 |
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