Measure of time, measure of thought, drawn out in frescoe so times not forgot, royalty civility chivalry brutality amidst dignity lapse on end of years, the writ of the word en tab en stoned wall to the place it as written in time was to stay. For the lookers believers the sandal'd it seen. We see them today, gleen'd story of mean, decipher conjecture in lecture, whats it say, to each is a story of noble thought stray. . .
Lol ty Redex an in most poetry, whats written truly isn't finished after the reader can take the thoughts into continuim:) lol ty for your comment:)
Neostylites_, IranNov 11, 2009
Dear Bentlee, I always wish I were not a foreigner whenever I read your works. Indeed I read each more than 10 times but their linguistic subtlties are always beyond my perception. But great poetry first impresses the reader inwardly and deeply even when the words are not comprehended totally. And this one is another instance of such a sublime art. I more than enjoy your poems.
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