It's My Passion

October 15, 2013
By darkerthanblack GOLD, Dhaka, Other
darkerthanblack GOLD, Dhaka, Other
12 articles 4 photos 19 comments

Favorite Quote:
fight weakness or perish


It was since the days of black and white,
A broken, creaking mirror left to pry
Fixed on the farthest right
On parole, to see me within my passions,
In all my seasons.

It is in the times of sepia
There is a tree
Everybody smoking cigar, in two and three,
Puffin’ smoke around the Greenland singer
It was still growing and trying’…..closer to dying,
Zealousness within itself
Provides me with its protective timber
Cause it’s me…where passions ran high,
Cause it’s me….your handsome amber!!!


The author's comments:
It is because I love music, basketball literature I wrote this poem.

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on Jan. 9 2016 at 7:26 am
darkerthanblack GOLD, Dhaka, Other
12 articles 4 photos 19 comments

Favorite Quote:
fight weakness or perish

thank you, i will write :)

on Oct. 19 2013 at 12:27 pm
City_Of_Angels PLATINUM, West Des Moines, Iowa
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This is really good. I'd love to read more from you. 


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