City Like Feeling

MY FEELINGS of the city is passionate
and i don't know anyone who can love my city like i do.
this is what i love like i like just this city more than any
other city it is just my city.

by thomesha robinson

Comments (6)

Who grope in the darkness! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
messengers coming to tell him that so much suffering, so much life, went into the abyss all for an empty tunic, all for a Helen. Nicely penned. Thanks poet. 10
A nice episode from Greek Mythology has been presented here amazingly with a fine construction. Thanks and congratulations to his soul for being selected as the poem of the day.
I do not consider this composition a good poem. And the translation is poor.
She whom we hunted so many years by the banks of the Scamander. She was there, at the desert's lip; I touched her; she spoke to me: ‘It isn't true, it isn't true, ' she cried........................................................................................... Such romantic sighs we can hear if go through he whole. A nice beam of light exposed by words. Good sent, thanks to PH.
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