Death the stalker
"Death the stalker" Strange things happen, The moment one is lost, Another is found. We know life is given but what is taking? Slowly we are making waves, But time is counting graves. The young are frightened by the future, because the past mirrors it. If we can't reach our full potential, How else can we achieve life credentials. Shall we stay still and feel safe or move on and act brave? Well the truth be told, death is a stalker and it hides within the shadows, either way life must go on to strive for balance. By iscomart

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Iscomart, this is a powerful pen. Indeed " ...life must go on to strive balance." When you review the past of Ourstory, you will find the footprints that have been laid for you to achieve that balance. History mirrors one thing, Ourstory reflects another. As you continue your poetic journey, know that it is forward ever, backwards never! Peace and Love, mlowe5
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Interesting piece, it shows balance as optimum, something seldom sought and even less likely acquired, yet is necessary to capture peace of mind because death seek everyone each day. Good delivery Iscomart.
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Wow...great introspect of ones choice and decisions through journey's of life. Xcellent write!
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RonnieL am glad you love the piece.
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RonnieL am glad you love the piece.
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emcintyr1981, am glad you loved it.
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Mlowe5 thanks so much for reading.
Read Iscomart's poemsCharles2
Surprising ...depth of understanding is great in this piece... read this into it... we, being the rest of us, have exactly the same perspective... carried forward in time... consider this in writing ....mind transfer, out of body experience
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Thanks Charles2, I would consider it.
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Excellent write.
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