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Manya

Updated: Tue, 16 May 2017 01:33 pm

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Biography

I write poems because I have too many thoughts in my brain.

Samples

Hasty, gasping breaths Not enough oxygen Unfamiliar faces all jumbled into one blur I am sinking into the ground The marble tiles are forming into crafted hands Snatching and grabbing at my ankles Pulling me into the ground The worst thing is I don't feel like fighting They're all talking Asking unanswerable questions Too Many People

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 16th May 2017 14:46

Welcome to WOL, Manya. Your sample here is very interesting, and intriguing. Some fine imagery. I look forward to more poems. Poetry is a good outlet for thoughts, a kind of 'sorting machine' - good analogy that.

If you have many pieces backed up, it's probably a good idea to bring them into WOL at perhaps two a week. That seems to 'go down' well with fellow poets, rather than a flood of work all at once. Makes sense; it's a big site these days.

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