Evocative

Evocative

A Poem by Bibliophile-Tipsy
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people, 'who had a little part in my life.

"
❝ people gone
but my little heart
(just a cubic inch)
can hold 19,000 lbs

Tick for tock
I miss them most
miss
mɪs/
verb



Olden for olden
They were precious as golden
precious
ˈprɛʃəs/
adjective



Night for night
They are twinkling in constellation lines.
constellation
ˌk�'nstəˈleɪʃ(ə)n/
noun


Miles for miles
Connecting dots to my thoughts.
thought
θ�"ːt/
noun

Tippy-toe Tippy-toe
Rhythm of steaming tear, 'faded feelings.
tear
tɛː/
verb

© Bibliophile-Tipsy

© 2017 Bibliophile-Tipsy


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The structure of your poem reinforces how different people can have small, but meaningful impact on your life. You point out words that represent actions and feelings from other people's influence. I like how you reinforce that even though people come and go, you'll be strong enough to move forward.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Bibliophile-Tipsy
Bibliophile-Tipsy

Islambad, Islam, Pakistan



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Hi I Am Tipsy I am 19 years old New to poetry A dreamer (: I don't feel scare from my fears because my fear is my strength. (: more..

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