it evokes anxiety like having
an unstable lover, yet
brings hopes like return of
old associates, yet again
the word alone can’t make shy ones
to initiate reaching out,
how unproductive and suffocating it would be
without fluidness in our lives
where everything’s firm as boulder,
fluid, flow like river…change,
despite its shady side, it’s one of the
staunch friends of our civilization;
we prosper in the sea of fluidness
of ourselves.
Sometimes I explore words to get inspiration to write and post; it’s one of
the ways to solve my writer’s block. –Byung A. Fallgren
Excellent use of your own prompt
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A perfect ending… I completely agree… Beautiful poem! ❤
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Thank you. 😊
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Thank you so much. 😊
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beautiful!
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Thank you so much.
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Indeed! How terrible without fluidity. Lovely thoughts!
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Thank you so much. 💕
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