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Sunku: beyond rhyme and rhythm, search for new structures in short form

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Wake up call

Birthday.
Every year
white flowers.

Am I
dreaming? I
can't be that happy !

Phone rings.
Now I know.
My life is real.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Washington DC, USA

Favorite Poets: Matsuo Bashō, Sylvia Plath, Charles Bukowski, TS Eliot, William Carlos Williams, Joseph Brodsky, Boris Pasternak, DH Lawrence, Robert Frost

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lonlyhrtsclub13

lonlyhrtsclub13

7 years 4 months ago

I feel

The dread that comes with every birthday, then a moment where you forget life's troubles...only to be brought back to reality.

IRiz

IRiz

7 years 4 months ago

Actually, I like birthdays

Actually, I like birthdays and usually feel so happy that can't not believe that I am not dreaming, but this time I had some news and realized that my life is not a dream but a real thing with pain.

R

raj

7 years 4 months ago

The two comments by Carrie

The two comments by Carrie and IRiz are testimony of how the reader perceives the words differently which is one of the expected outcomes I think of a good Sunku...

chevyvent

chevyvent

7 years 4 months ago

Life is certainly real great write

Was encouraged to read this piece three times slowly. You have masterful words puts a smile on my face very real & emotional. The line about can't be happy is so very real and true. I'm a fan of yours and wish you the best of luck in your writings.