poetry critical

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Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

Question Mark
kazfernandes

Fate is circling like a vulture
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Waiting to attack
 2
We are the victims of a culture
 3
That stabs you in the back.
 4
 
 
Life's long road, a tricky maze
 5
It leaves your senses in a swirl
 6
I come out mystified and dazed
 7
And look in awe upon the world.
 8
 
 
Focussed on that basic need
 9
The human urge to understand
 10
A solitary fight indeed
 11
No one can lend a helping hand.
 12
 
 
The question is quite fundamental
 13
I ask myself, Why am I here?
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Is my life just incidental
 15
Or is there a path that I must steer?
 16
 
 
My words, they seem so fake to you
 17
Your mind is closed, and stays that way
 18
Don't stop to think, just say and do
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And follow on - and come what may.
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So that is where I draw the line
 21
And you must too, my dearest friend
 22
Who cares if we are left behind
 23
What matters is we reach the end.
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I don't know where I'll turn next
 25
And it isn't my concern
 26
In this life, devious, complex
 27
We don't do much but look and learn.
 28
 
 
And Fate itself, it watches, lingers
 29
A balance between light and dark
 30
Be careful now, you'll burn your fingers
 31
On that red-hot question mark.
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