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Jan 09, 2023
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Imprisoned in my past
My eyes can see,
My wills are free,
There were never any chains,
On my hands nor feet,
I traveled many miles,
Both on land and sea,
But how free is a man,
Whose soul has long been sealed.
My present is a dream,
My future is a wish,
My past is the prison,
Where I truly lived.
About This Poem
Review Request Direction: What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Jackweb
2 years 5 months ago
Well understood!
Then you need to break the chain of the past out of your mind. Your mind, thoughts have the capacity to get you trapped! Forget what had happened before. Brace up, keep your shoulders high. Don't relent! You have a future to explore. Don't get it truncated! Let the past bury its dead. Your future is colorful and bright!
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Hussainy
2 years 5 months ago
Woww thank you so much
Woww thank you so much
Rosewood Apothecary
2 years 5 months ago
Great
Good theme, and excellent pattern and pacing.
Whose soul have long been sealed.
Change have to has.
That is the only correction I can see.
Nice job,
Tim
Hussainy
2 years 5 months ago
OK thank you I really
OK thank you I really appreciate