The Trembling- By Tupacfan

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Great Poem Tupacfan, Really enjoyed this piece.

I felt like the poem was progressing as it went on, not by quality, but how it describes a journey.

& I like the way the last part brings it all together. You finished it really well....

Personal favorite part is:

"The trembling of her soul,
alive but a soul dead thats grown old,
A heart ripped, left a big hole,
years of unkissed lips that spit forth truth told."

Thanks Tupacfan.
 
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stupot0607;3042125 said:
Great Poem Tupacfan, Really enjoyed this piece.

I felt like the poem was progressing as it went on, not by quality, but how it describes a journey.

& I like the way the last part brings it all together. You finished it really well....

Personal favorite part is:

"The trembling of her soul,

alive but a soul dead thats grown old,

A heart ripped, left a big hole,

years of unkissed lips that spit forth truth told."

Thanks Tupacfan.

Thank you for commenting, about 99.9 percent of my poetry I write about nowdays, is my experince and what i've had endured and still enduring.. and expressing that in the form of poetry, that it self, is part of my healing process..

Again, thanks for taking the time to read and comment..

Peace.
 
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Props TupacFan, another great drop!!!! :tu

Your story is an adventure that we have all shared, felt and been humbled by…

A great piece, I co-sign stupot in that being my favourite stanza too…
 
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Great read as always Pacfan, I am a PAC fan lol loved the return of the lioness ending- thanks again for sharing
 
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tupacfan;3040340 said:
The Trembling

The trembling of her soul,
Out she roars with the mouth of a lion,
Her kindred spirit devours,
Cancer is the road that she has toiled.

The trembling of her soul,
Out kast from the earth's stratosphere,
somewhere darkest cold,
Residing alone with not a single peer.

The trembling of her soul,
alive but a soul dead thats grown old,
A heart ripped, left a big hole,
years of unkissed lips that spit forth truth told.

The trembling of her soul,
Out she rises into a blessed lioness,
Alas! time indefinite soloist,
It's okay cause I'm a walking miraculous.

Tupacfan - July 27,2011

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One of my latest Graphic works.. This one sums the visual aspect of your poem... : )
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