HymnAgen
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CATEGORY
life
is rendered
interpretations
of emotions
be they danced,
written down,
sketched out,
painted or spoken,
sung with voice,
strummed upon instrument,
captured in photo –
its form is insignificant
as long is it speaks
to my soul spiritually
with the tongue
of human feelings
as its language.
- HymnAgen
Shout out to Poetic’08 whose One-line drop, Mind Of A Poet does for me what I need poetry to do:
Provoke thought, evoke emotion and inspire. #Salute, my brotha
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COMMENTS
love_supreme says: I liked this one. Excellent write. |
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hymnagen says: Thanks, latin_lover |
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poetic08' says: First, i like to say to you bro Hymnagen, in writing we're a world apart from the norm , not in the emotional aspect but rather though the way we express what we see. And secondly thank for putting me in your work , am mood by it and glad i can be a part of your movement , a voice , a image. |
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hymnagen says: #Respect Poetic '08. All different flavors come to the Vibe table; some are my taste...some ain't! Regardless, I respect each need to express feelings. It's what we do. As for your inclusion in this piece, a man gives propers when they are due. Peace, brotha and thanks |
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ElroyKen says: Cool whip bruh. Congrats! |
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hymnagen says: Thanks ElroyKen. I appreciate these words and your work. Peace, brotha |
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The Immortal Wize says: I have not found one word that does not speak poetry to me, very nice my brother hymnagen and congratulations on the 100. Much respect! |
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hymnagen says: I appreciate the acknowledgement, Wize Dom. Thanks! |
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catmartan says: Awesome Write ! Profound indeed ! |
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