Thursday, June 23, 2011

Elusive template


Life is a sequence nay you may say,
I stand with above; either work or play,
system of love,
and dirt it does shove,
struggle; pain; victory; rest; again eventual birth,
peace; happiness; joy; mirth then its dearth,
trying to judge pattern in hertz,
This was the best being expressed by fifty-five unique words.


This is my first attempt at writing a 55 fiction. Whats more special about this poem is that all the words here are used only once throughout the poem.

3 comments:

Sanjana said...

Too good, speechless..I likey :)

JJ said...

I am now following.

Andy said...

Nicely done!

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