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Hi friends, Thanks for visiting my poetry page, you are more than welcome. I love writing, it is a form of escape, it can take you anywhere you want to go, it is your own imagination running wild, I write poems daily, they may not be always deep, some may be too deep, but its the way I feel at the time. Please come back from time to time and read some more. I also have a public poetry blog, were you are more than welcome to submit a poem of your own, for the World to read. Have a nice day. William Sinclair Manson. MY INTERVIEW WITH ROBERT HEWITT Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.
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WHAT IS POETRY.

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I write poems thats a fact they always rhyme can't help that. Everyone has a style that makes it cool from free flow to sonnets there is no rule. It depends on the writer what he/she records everyone works on their own accords. Some like poetry intense some like it light there are no rules no need to fight. You write from the heart if you feel the need stretch your imagination no limits you heed. Poetry is an escape to live another life escape to the study dodge the wife. We write what we feel Dependant of the time it can be of love or a major crime. Whatever we write we hope you enjoy for some its their life from a girl or boy. Why not give it a bash let your juices flow put pen to paper and let it go.
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TRADED IN.

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I tried to be the best wife I could but it wasn't enough for you determined to anger me, make me sad so my love can never be true. Deliberately  you goaded me till I cried starting arguments to make me give in the mental torture cut deep inside gnawing at me from within. Thirty five years of marriage I gave you chucked away like a used handkerchief no counselling or help to decide our fate just YOU getting justice and relief. You traded me in for someone else never taking my feelings into account worked hard all our marriage for you and the kids no matter how hard or the amount. So go have your life, be with that girl leave me alone to survive don't worry about me be happy yourself I'll be fine on my own, Im alive! Struggling to live, scared on my own, rejection is hard to bare a man you loved for forty years has gone, life is not fair. Kids all gone, lives of their own I am left to dwindle away not going out, no friends to see living this life day by day. ...
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WHEN YOUR IN LOVE.

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When we trust we open our heart defenceless it stands alone no barrier or fence to erect subject to attack it is thus prone. When we love we feel the pain of  heartache , loneliness, despair it takes strength to move along with it there is no care. When cut we will naturally bleed and the wound eventually healed but can your heart ever mend when hurt and overly revealed? Desperate we try to cling on to whatever shards remain in hope things may improve produce sunshine after the rain. Like fallout from a bomb your engulfed in a sea of smoke flying debris picking you of the fallout aint no joke. Then the building will begin years will fade after bad times look back on the days you suffered when your finally free of your crimes. Torn hearts will recover love will sound a melodious tune birds will sing in harmonious duets in the blooming month of June. LOVE IS IN THE AIR.
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WELCOME

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Hi friends, Thanks for visiting my poetry page, you are more than welcome. I love writing, it is a form of escape, it can take you anywhere you want to go, it is your own imagination running wild, I write poems daily, they may not be always deep, some may be too deep, but its the way I feel at the time. Please come back from time to time and read some more. I also have a public poetry blog, were you are more than welcome to submit a poem of your own, for the World to read. Have a nice day. William Sinclair Manson. MY INTERVIEW WITH ROBERT HEWITT Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.
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THE ONLY WAY THEY KNOW.

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Born to a World of hate guns and knives the way nothing to look forward to except horror every day. Ethnic groups everywhere fighting for their right looking after their families every day and night Days and nights we live in fear wondering when it will come this isn't a dream or fairytale fighting for the last crumb. Children nearly as young as five carrying weapons to kill no teachers to teach them civility keenly craving for blood to spill. Parents in jail or not around no one to discipline the young left in a world of commotion it appears whistling the tune as its sung. What is the answer? no one seems to know or care just statistics to quote in the news as hatred grows in every child. fighting of physical abuse. Safe in our own little domain forgetting reality in the streets carnage and disdain every day. you don't get a tab or receipt. todays youth, neglected each day brushed under the carpet "oh well" never h...
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CHILDREN OF WAR.

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Born in a World of hate guns and knives the way nothing to look forward to except horror every day. Ethnic groups everywhere fighting for their right looking after their families every day and night Days and nights in fear wondering when it will come not living in a fairy tale far from a beating drum. Children as young as five carrying weapons to kill education not an option edging for blood to spill. Parents in jail or dead no one to discipline the young left in a world of commotion whistling the tune as its sung. What is the answer? no one seems to know just statistics to quote as the hatred feeds to grow. We are all to blame safe in our own little World forgetting whats really going on while carnage and fighting unfurled. Look around what do you see? the youth ,going nowhere brushed under the carpet in a place were life isn't fair. CHILDREN OF WAR Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkou...
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