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Hard Time

Hard Time

Sadness flows through my veins,
as tears of fear flood the nations.
Time of darkness , a feeling that nobody knows,
occurs to us as a new,undiscovered world.
A nightmare which nobody has ever dreamed of,
soon like clouds of smoke will go astray.
And our world will come back to normal - Again.

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Pratibha Savani

Just lovely abstract piece of writing!! What were you thinking about when you wrote this?
liked and ⭐s!!

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Nicholas Lesniak

Thanks so much. I was thinking about the current situation in the world .

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Pratibha Savani

I was thinking that it might be as it's all people thinking about and alot of poems are on this topic. I like your abstract piece ?

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Nicholas Lesniak

Its really hard for people at this sad time and I was thinking it might give everyone some hope. Im glad that you like it

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Tony Taylor

Amen to that NICHOLAS!!....A fine piece of poetic prose.....conveying and instilling the idea that HOPE which translates into FAITH for some.....can be a mighty powerful companion in times like these!!....ALL STARS!!...well done dear poet brother....and.....WELCOME to COSMO!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xoĀ  : )

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