The Verse
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Just a set of lines
Those have much meaning
As the Sea of clouds leaving
None but some lovely lines.
A form to pour out
To vent out our feelings small
Better than passages call
An asset for a silent shout.
Reading between the lines
Lies a mystery so deep
Knowledge so steep;
A field of mines.
Made by the poet,
A curtain so blue
With a stone cold clue
Of a serene, silent duet.
-Violet Tsirblu
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The Blue Rose
PoetryJust some poems I wrote that have a special meaning to me, and with a bit of blue in them.
