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forestry's floor.

In the depths of thy forest,
Illuminating hell,
A lovesick Barron bird cries,

Echoing deep sublime,
Superior spirit,
Forsaken ever dwell,

Quivering branches,
horrors,
protesting plea,
Begging for thy love,
Bleeding internally,

Admits the echoing,
heartening cry,
Amongst tormenting darkest sky,
A fragile mirroring sigh,

Fair beauty ,
As did she,
Sounding out a poorest plea,
A loveless cry,
In dormancy,

Shivering feathers flight,
Towards a gasping fragmental light,
The highest of heights did see,
A bleeding heart ,
Compounding miseries plea,

Souring to shallows,
Depths beneath, comes to rest with thee,

Contesting a love ,
Beginning to be free,

Tormented echoing,
heard no more,
For a sparkling song they sing,

A lovers mystical ore ,
Found within forestry's floor.

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Ravindra Kumar

Opening lines of the poem,.."In the depth of thy forest, Illuminating hell, A lovesick Barron bird cries,..." are enough to explain emotions. Apart of it,..the entire composition is marvelous,.."Fair beauty, As did she, Sounding out a poorest plea, A loveless cry, In dormancy,.." exposing sincere device. The words chosen to complete plot are seems to furnish. Thank you,

Regards,

Ravindra Kumar

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

nardine sanderson,

Good write, My love, My nomination

Shivering feathers flight,
Towards a gasping fragmental light,
The highest of heights did see,
A bleeding heart ,
Compounding miseries plea,

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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