| = nice | Dely Cristian Marian [30.Jun.13 19:19] |
| Hi, Paul! I see a subtle statement in it, one coextensive with "Heroes of loneliness hear me out: I'm saving my best for Her!" :) (is it just me?) Here stood my focus: but unlike me he gives his very best day by day loses and wins and loses * until his loneliness grows old and impatient just like me *I'd use 'more' instead of 'again' - just my viewpoint. Regards! | |
| = * | Paul Gabriel Sandu [02.Jul.13 22:50] |
| thank you, Cristian. Well, the truth is - and now i have to quote Bukowski - i gave up women some time ago. But, since you see such a statement, it might be a good sign for me... | |
| = like it very much | Bodea Diana Mihaela [04.Aug.13 11:31] |
| but he smiles at me the way children smile when they pity the grown-ups and asks me to come play with him. These are the lyrics that stood with me after reading your poem. I sincerely dislike the worl of grown-ups, where the real fun and play-like nature is gone. Indeed, children should pity the ”mature” ones. | |
| = * | Paul Gabriel Sandu [04.Aug.13 17:31] |
| thanks Mihaela! it's good being read, and it's even better being appreciated. | |
| + i | Laurentiu Ion [29.Aug.13 15:35] |
| certainly this poem has something to teach us about childhood and adulthood, how distinguishable the two are from each other. and get rid of the last stanza, there`s no need for it | |
| = * | Paul Gabriel Sandu [09.Sep.13 11:51] |
| Thank you, Laurentiu, i'll think about it! | |