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Poetry commissions
World-Inside-Me  Commission- The Heart of Serenity by shehrozeameen
TheGalleryOfEve Commission by shehrozeameen
ZieAwsomePrussia commission - Lirena's Exile by shehrozeameen
Kai45 Commission - For Wolfheart by shehrozeameen
Lissomer Commission by shehrozeameen
Provided are poems that I have written in different formats and using varying styles of presentation.  Each one is unique and each one has a semblance of its own.

length can vary between 8 lines and 19 lines. For epics requiring more then 19 line, I will require a detailed storyline about what you require.

themes: epics, melancholia, human nature, poetry, romanticism. No erotica. Dedications can be done. Eulogies can also be arranged.

Bear in mind that I am not a schedule driven poet. You will be notified during the drafting process, so that you can monitor the progress of the poem you commissioned from me.

I can complete one poem at a time.

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The whispers of dewdrops which leave me astride
And sent me shivering, to my virgin bride
By the gods, she is a blessing of heaven
A work of perfection, purity - my pride!
Rub'i of Perfection
I haven't submitted a Rub'i in a long long time. Now, here it is :nuu:

To beauty, to perfection, to immortal grace, eternal, everlasting.
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the dawn approaches
The last petal falls, 'fore end
My divine aphrodite
haiku
My first submission through dA app.
By the way, 1056th globally! Lol.

:new: and I realize that the use of the contents portion in the new app sucks lemons :wtf: assholes.
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I'll get back to the tag that I have, as well as the few works which I have to write comments on eventually, also, I'll get back to all of your comments soon. For now, I have a few major things to share with ya'll :D

If anyone's interested in reading my works, I'm going to post some thumbs of my works here:

Commissions I've done:

Laeneris commission - Caged Heart lost in shadows by shehrozeameen TheGalleryOfEve Commission by shehrozeameen TheGalleryofEve Commission by shehrozeameen

Rub'iya I've written

The Rub'i of the Waters Immortal
hush my love, for these whispers I hear
the ailments of sorrow, I declare
'pon my word, 'pon my soul, I see you
freedom's bells toll, the fall hide your tears...
Rub'i of a MaidenThere waits a perdition, a requiem for dreams.
Where the maiden arose, in sorrow it seems
Her tears fill the lake, melancholic they tell
Of her waiting, a rhapsody of ice gleams
Rub'i of LoveThe Semblance of Life art thee, my love
Beheld in a cup aloft like doves
Flying 'pon skies, a constellation, bliss
Is thine beauty, ordained from Above
Rub'i of EndingsI felt loss 'gainst the turbulent shore
When I succumbed for what I forswore
Alone I had felt in Fate's deep rivers
That flowed to the sea which Time once bore
The Clairvoyant and The MuseThe Clairvoyant
Give me the grail, for I was destined
'Twas meant for me, 'tis why its confined
I beheld the essence, which sought me
In my journey, my purpose defined
The Muse
Whispers of sorrow guide thee abhorred
For the Grail of blood through which you tore
Yet regret holds ye whose succumbed fight
Brought life whispers, which you once called for


Long poems:

I Awaken From The Dream (revision)Darker days in September
April June and November
of the next year when burning ember
would burn the Plutonian Shores
As it kept going under
drowsed in sorrow, browse the hunger
Still the madness grips, drowned further
to insanity's darkest dreams of yore
To the sane lamentations of darkened dreams
that are not meant to be dreamt before
But lest I stumble 'pon my quest
Soon, I wither, sadness I detest
Thus must I find my rest
Before I awaken from the dream
In the glorious passage
where the rites assuage
the memories torn, my dying sage;
Of the woes defied, for her I cried
I beheld, the tomb - woeful pages
lost, in vain; for thus would I dissuage
to the hegemony of distant markers, this rage
In the name of my Maker, for she lay, who died
to a place full of reveries, of those darkened dreams
where my guilt is forged, that I wonder, defied
of the memories of my pleas, for my mother
buried in her tomb, made from alabaster
Do I find what I have always been after
In the hopes she'll awaken fr
Captain Ulmar Wenceslas LockhartCaptain Ulmar Wenceslas Lockhart
It was not a sight for the faint hearted, that I can tell thee
To see my Captain fighting his enemy, and break free
And live to fight another day, to explore the endless blue sea
Alas that is life, such are things meant to be
 
My Captain was Ulmar Wenceslas Lockhart, God be with the man
Sailed many seas he did, those who fought him were damned
None could be saved when they faced Lockhart, all feared his plan
To bring down the Odyssey, to which end he never ran
This is the story of Captain Lockhart, and his brave last stand
 
The Odyssey’s captain was no ordinary fool
He was Lockhart’s equal, affluent in all trades and tools
He was Nicodemus Bartholomew “Lockhart”
“Lockhart” because he equaled my Captain in every art
 
From the Port O’ Leon to The guild town Hall
Numerous times they blocked the seas; all
to themselves they kept the battlefield;
But alas, their efforts provided no yie
Requiem - Last of the Idol Spirits
I am surrounded by withered
idols of an ancient era
gone, forever lost in annals
of human lore. Their presence a
reminder of a forlorn time;
a bygone era when the world was
devoid of any uncertain
circumstances which would lead to
the death of our ancestor's words
that bespoke to the heavens for
guidance and jurisprudence with
which they would beckon their people
to good acts of kindness and comfortable
sanctity. Alas
These sad artifices are the
only reminder of their existence;
for when passion grew
too much for their fellow man to bear,
when their voice became much more than
a petty cry to oblige
the gods that they had chosen to
accept as the masters of their
fate, only the turmoil that came
eventually could resolve
their problem - for goodness only
brings so much hope to those who can't
seek more than what they can manage
with their humane capacity
to comprehend the beauty of
life's bounties; where in the elders
could not stop the inevitable
from occurring. They saw as the
fall of t


Conventional Poems:

cacophony of the past, lost in the dustThe night did die, forlorn is hope
Thus must I watch, in vain
For the moon must forswear, elope
Madness resides, disdain
A speck of dust that sings to me
A woeful bliss filled reverie
A speck of dust
A speck of dust
When shadows of darkness are free
Lamenting that fated call:
"I must bid you, farewell"
A lapse, benign, how could I fall?
Time I suppose will tell
Dreams that subside, thus will we rust
For the night did die, as it must
Dreams that subside
Dreams that subside
In the shadows; silence I trust
Now I must leave, while darkness sleeps
I cannot be reborn
For in dreams, memories, I weep
My lapse was madness, torn
Thus do I see blurred white stars
Is the ending near or afar?
Thus do I see
Thus do I see
You watching me, shadows cold, marred
When Shadows o' Darkness Caressed the SkyWhen shadows o' darkness caressed the sky
A grey envelope casted that bled faith dry
Despair's con trol leaving only blissful sighs
As the damned a tone for the brave men who died
Saving their kind in fighting Draco deified
"The battle is futile!" they moaned and cried
But their kind were led astray by vandals who lied
"Draco resides on the Mount - Kill him, vilified!"
Alas, they were wrong - bodies litter the rye
While good men, in vain, prayed for those who died
When shadows o' darkness caressed the sky
The Awakening DemonI walk alone, into consecrated grounds
Fate has decreed this as inevitable
That I must fight what continues to hound
My life's existence, condemned as a fable
The Dah'aka awaits me, the demon's fall
Is my realization, that might change all
What I was Fated to have done in the past
Comes back full circle, Completed at last
A Pearl's TrioletI watch miles on end, the emptiness
These jaded shades of the sea, ancient
Astray, like shells lost o'er shores ageless
I watch miles on end, the emptiness
These shades of blue in numerous hues
In a lost world, she resides, sentient
I watch miles on end, the emptiness
These jaded shades of the sea, ancient
Mirth in Solemn ReminiscenceThis dear heart knows no boundaries, my love -
Let us pray that the night will be our guide,
a solace I sought, granted, from above.
Let nothing stop us – spread your wings, my dove,
and follow the gentle wind breathing its stride;
this dear heart knows no boundaries, my love.
A loud tempest strikes! Wraps in a cold glove
a chance for ascension, spread far and wide:
A solace I sought, granted, from above.
Therein, you found, the mirth you had dreamt of;
a smile on your face – purity deified –
This dear heart knows no boundaries, my love.
Thus must I leave now; a sadness I shove
aside, for this void is where I reside
this dear heart knows no boundaries, my love.
I plant the rose on your grave, made thereof
from our dreams together, for you I cried:
“this dear heart knows no boundaries, my love -
a solace I sought, granted, from above.”
whispering of the trees which leave me forlornChicanery, subterfuge, had hardly a place in the streets of this honest borough (Thomas Hardy)
Whispering of the trees which leave me forlorn
whispering of the trees which leave me forlorn;
A darkness, enshrouding, that holds me astray -
Tread gently, my dear, through this passage of thorns.
From upwards the trees beseech seasons, reborn
of creation, our kind, is called out by day
whispering of the trees which leave me forlorn
Is this what we have sought, for which we are torn?
Be wary, these skies whisper of our way
Tread gently, my dear, through this passage of thorns.
There, thus do we seek those sad dreams, as one, worn
as a cloak, as we keep our woes at bay
whispering of the trees which leave me forlorn
Wild are these yearnings, lost to anger and scorn
Vitality is a trick, lost in time, pray
Tread gently, my dear, through this passage of thorns.
For you, my dream, are my pride, for whom I mourn
passing moments, gone, to you I hope to say
whispering of the trees which leave me forl
Quatrain VIFitzgerald style Rubi
I wait by the pillars, the wind's respite
is a credence whose hearse ignites my sprite;
I wait for thee, oh pristine Aurora
glowing brilliantly like the Northern Lights!
Haiku IIa heavenly gem;
Paradise shines upon her
majestic presence


So if anyone's interested, I'm all in for comments and such :nuu: Either way, looking forward to people's responses on this one, whether you're new watching me or otherwise. Cheers.
to be critiqued soon
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shehrozeameen
Shehroze Ameen
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Hi! :wave: My name is Shehroze Ameen.

I'm at present working in the following groups:

:groups: :iconpoetrynprosewatchers: - Founder - A place where all your :+fav: get exposure. Do give it a look :)

:groups: :iconpoeticalcondition: - Head of the Critique Department - send a :note: whenever if you want to apply as a critic to me, prettyflour or Michel-le-fou . For more details, see this journal: Critique Department Update: Critic Openings!EDIT: Duties of Critics have been added in this notice. Thanks fernknits for pointing that out. Appreciate it. :)
Hey Everyone! My name's shehrozeameen and I recently became the new Head of the Critique Department of PoeticalCondition.
This was an administrative decision taken by our boss RiseandBe. I'm succeeding NotenSMSK, who started the critique department. A gem of a boss honestly - punctual, very dilligent in his approach, and particular about how the department was being maintained. Suffice to say, life is more than dA in the end.
Me and NotenSMSK keep in touch outside of dA, so rest assured he's doing well and is in good health - but he's become busy post-graduation due to a job and other non-dA related exercises which require his fullest potential. It was a mutual decision from all three sides.
And thus, ladies and gentlemen, I have something big to tell all of you:
WE HAVE OPENNINGS AVAILABLE FOR NEW CRITICS! :nuu: :squee:


:groups: :iconthecritiquables: - Second in Command - a place where you get critique in exchange for critique given to members :heart: . The rules are provided in the unappreciated journal features posted every month. Come on over!

:groups: :iconevery-photo: - Staff Critic (now promoted to Co-founder) - Yes, photography critic as well. :heart: in case you ever have any photographs which you feel require attention or are outstanding, don't hesitate to send me a :note: .

What else.... I love :dalogo:. If you need somebody to :+devwatch:, or need someone to talk to about something, :note: me. but if your serious about progressing forward, I'll do my level best to help you out in any way possible...

Looking forward to what people feel about my works :)

:googleplus: plus.google.com/+ShehrozeAmeen…

:facebook:: www.facebook.com/shehroze.amee…
:twitter: : twitter.com/ShehrozeAmeen̴…

:new: Hear me :blahblah: / :sing: my poems on Bandcamp or Soundcloud:

Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/shehroze-ameen
Bandcamp: shehrozeameen.bandcamp.com

:new: Apart from dA, I'm also :typerhappy: in the following writing websites. Cheers. :)

Blogger : vermilionshroudsofmyinnerself.…, serzhrant.blogspot.com
Wattpad: www.wattpad.com/user/ShehrozeA…
HelloPoetry: www.hellopoetry.com/shehroze-a…

I am available for commissions as well (writing mostly :pencil: ). Here's the thumb to my commission details: Commissions OpenName of commissioner: shehrozeameen :iconshehrozeameen:
Type of Commission: poetry
Number of commissions done: http://shehrozeameen.deviantart.com/gallery/44327938/commissions
    
From the commissioner:
I love writing poetry, frankly speaking. I can write a poem between 8 and 19 lines. Provided that the theme has been carefully told by the customer, I will send drafts of my progress as often as I can. I can write in both traditional and non-traditional formats.
So far as traditional are concerned, I am not particularly good with sonnets, but I have a decent assessment of syllable count. I don't follow meter. Having said that, I have written terza rimas, rub'iyaat, villanelle, ott
and its only for 20 :points: (my cut is 16 :twocents: , if you want it in real life amount).

Don't hesitate to go :typerhappy: when you wind up looking at my works :) Cheers.


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I'll get back to the tag that I have, as well as the few works which I have to write comments on eventually, also, I'll get back to all of your comments soon. For now, I have a few major things to share with ya'll :D

If anyone's interested in reading my works, I'm going to post some thumbs of my works here:

Commissions I've done:

Laeneris commission - Caged Heart lost in shadows by shehrozeameen TheGalleryOfEve Commission by shehrozeameen TheGalleryofEve Commission by shehrozeameen

Rub'iya I've written

The Rub'i of the Waters Immortal
hush my love, for these whispers I hear
the ailments of sorrow, I declare
'pon my word, 'pon my soul, I see you
freedom's bells toll, the fall hide your tears...
Rub'i of a MaidenThere waits a perdition, a requiem for dreams.
Where the maiden arose, in sorrow it seems
Her tears fill the lake, melancholic they tell
Of her waiting, a rhapsody of ice gleams
Rub'i of LoveThe Semblance of Life art thee, my love
Beheld in a cup aloft like doves
Flying 'pon skies, a constellation, bliss
Is thine beauty, ordained from Above
Rub'i of EndingsI felt loss 'gainst the turbulent shore
When I succumbed for what I forswore
Alone I had felt in Fate's deep rivers
That flowed to the sea which Time once bore
The Clairvoyant and The MuseThe Clairvoyant
Give me the grail, for I was destined
'Twas meant for me, 'tis why its confined
I beheld the essence, which sought me
In my journey, my purpose defined
The Muse
Whispers of sorrow guide thee abhorred
For the Grail of blood through which you tore
Yet regret holds ye whose succumbed fight
Brought life whispers, which you once called for


Long poems:

I Awaken From The Dream (revision)Darker days in September
April June and November
of the next year when burning ember
would burn the Plutonian Shores
As it kept going under
drowsed in sorrow, browse the hunger
Still the madness grips, drowned further
to insanity's darkest dreams of yore
To the sane lamentations of darkened dreams
that are not meant to be dreamt before
But lest I stumble 'pon my quest
Soon, I wither, sadness I detest
Thus must I find my rest
Before I awaken from the dream
In the glorious passage
where the rites assuage
the memories torn, my dying sage;
Of the woes defied, for her I cried
I beheld, the tomb - woeful pages
lost, in vain; for thus would I dissuage
to the hegemony of distant markers, this rage
In the name of my Maker, for she lay, who died
to a place full of reveries, of those darkened dreams
where my guilt is forged, that I wonder, defied
of the memories of my pleas, for my mother
buried in her tomb, made from alabaster
Do I find what I have always been after
In the hopes she'll awaken fr
Captain Ulmar Wenceslas LockhartCaptain Ulmar Wenceslas Lockhart
It was not a sight for the faint hearted, that I can tell thee
To see my Captain fighting his enemy, and break free
And live to fight another day, to explore the endless blue sea
Alas that is life, such are things meant to be
 
My Captain was Ulmar Wenceslas Lockhart, God be with the man
Sailed many seas he did, those who fought him were damned
None could be saved when they faced Lockhart, all feared his plan
To bring down the Odyssey, to which end he never ran
This is the story of Captain Lockhart, and his brave last stand
 
The Odyssey’s captain was no ordinary fool
He was Lockhart’s equal, affluent in all trades and tools
He was Nicodemus Bartholomew “Lockhart”
“Lockhart” because he equaled my Captain in every art
 
From the Port O’ Leon to The guild town Hall
Numerous times they blocked the seas; all
to themselves they kept the battlefield;
But alas, their efforts provided no yie
Requiem - Last of the Idol Spirits
I am surrounded by withered
idols of an ancient era
gone, forever lost in annals
of human lore. Their presence a
reminder of a forlorn time;
a bygone era when the world was
devoid of any uncertain
circumstances which would lead to
the death of our ancestor's words
that bespoke to the heavens for
guidance and jurisprudence with
which they would beckon their people
to good acts of kindness and comfortable
sanctity. Alas
These sad artifices are the
only reminder of their existence;
for when passion grew
too much for their fellow man to bear,
when their voice became much more than
a petty cry to oblige
the gods that they had chosen to
accept as the masters of their
fate, only the turmoil that came
eventually could resolve
their problem - for goodness only
brings so much hope to those who can't
seek more than what they can manage
with their humane capacity
to comprehend the beauty of
life's bounties; where in the elders
could not stop the inevitable
from occurring. They saw as the
fall of t


Conventional Poems:

cacophony of the past, lost in the dustThe night did die, forlorn is hope
Thus must I watch, in vain
For the moon must forswear, elope
Madness resides, disdain
A speck of dust that sings to me
A woeful bliss filled reverie
A speck of dust
A speck of dust
When shadows of darkness are free
Lamenting that fated call:
"I must bid you, farewell"
A lapse, benign, how could I fall?
Time I suppose will tell
Dreams that subside, thus will we rust
For the night did die, as it must
Dreams that subside
Dreams that subside
In the shadows; silence I trust
Now I must leave, while darkness sleeps
I cannot be reborn
For in dreams, memories, I weep
My lapse was madness, torn
Thus do I see blurred white stars
Is the ending near or afar?
Thus do I see
Thus do I see
You watching me, shadows cold, marred
When Shadows o' Darkness Caressed the SkyWhen shadows o' darkness caressed the sky
A grey envelope casted that bled faith dry
Despair's con trol leaving only blissful sighs
As the damned a tone for the brave men who died
Saving their kind in fighting Draco deified
"The battle is futile!" they moaned and cried
But their kind were led astray by vandals who lied
"Draco resides on the Mount - Kill him, vilified!"
Alas, they were wrong - bodies litter the rye
While good men, in vain, prayed for those who died
When shadows o' darkness caressed the sky
The Awakening DemonI walk alone, into consecrated grounds
Fate has decreed this as inevitable
That I must fight what continues to hound
My life's existence, condemned as a fable
The Dah'aka awaits me, the demon's fall
Is my realization, that might change all
What I was Fated to have done in the past
Comes back full circle, Completed at last
A Pearl's TrioletI watch miles on end, the emptiness
These jaded shades of the sea, ancient
Astray, like shells lost o'er shores ageless
I watch miles on end, the emptiness
These shades of blue in numerous hues
In a lost world, she resides, sentient
I watch miles on end, the emptiness
These jaded shades of the sea, ancient
Mirth in Solemn ReminiscenceThis dear heart knows no boundaries, my love -
Let us pray that the night will be our guide,
a solace I sought, granted, from above.
Let nothing stop us – spread your wings, my dove,
and follow the gentle wind breathing its stride;
this dear heart knows no boundaries, my love.
A loud tempest strikes! Wraps in a cold glove
a chance for ascension, spread far and wide:
A solace I sought, granted, from above.
Therein, you found, the mirth you had dreamt of;
a smile on your face – purity deified –
This dear heart knows no boundaries, my love.
Thus must I leave now; a sadness I shove
aside, for this void is where I reside
this dear heart knows no boundaries, my love.
I plant the rose on your grave, made thereof
from our dreams together, for you I cried:
“this dear heart knows no boundaries, my love -
a solace I sought, granted, from above.”
whispering of the trees which leave me forlornChicanery, subterfuge, had hardly a place in the streets of this honest borough (Thomas Hardy)
Whispering of the trees which leave me forlorn
whispering of the trees which leave me forlorn;
A darkness, enshrouding, that holds me astray -
Tread gently, my dear, through this passage of thorns.
From upwards the trees beseech seasons, reborn
of creation, our kind, is called out by day
whispering of the trees which leave me forlorn
Is this what we have sought, for which we are torn?
Be wary, these skies whisper of our way
Tread gently, my dear, through this passage of thorns.
There, thus do we seek those sad dreams, as one, worn
as a cloak, as we keep our woes at bay
whispering of the trees which leave me forlorn
Wild are these yearnings, lost to anger and scorn
Vitality is a trick, lost in time, pray
Tread gently, my dear, through this passage of thorns.
For you, my dream, are my pride, for whom I mourn
passing moments, gone, to you I hope to say
whispering of the trees which leave me forl
Quatrain VIFitzgerald style Rubi
I wait by the pillars, the wind's respite
is a credence whose hearse ignites my sprite;
I wait for thee, oh pristine Aurora
glowing brilliantly like the Northern Lights!
Haiku IIa heavenly gem;
Paradise shines upon her
majestic presence


So if anyone's interested, I'm all in for comments and such :nuu: Either way, looking forward to people's responses on this one, whether you're new watching me or otherwise. Cheers.
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Critiques

Victim of Fashion by MelikeBAt

I usually don't critique that many works but I felt like critiquing this one in particular. For what it is worth, this particular paint...

blending together forever by fotomademoiselle

:iconevery-photo: critique well... not really. For a start, the use of the ripples on a lake/river to represent the forest's reflection in a distorted ...

Critique is such a hard job - but somebody's gotta do it. I for one, am proud of my critiques.

I am serving commissions. Whose up for 'em? 

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2 deviants said Huh?! (shehrozeameen response): :ohnoes:
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2 deviants said (shehrozeameen response) Steal?! No! I cite KathrynODriscoll and Sammur-Amat and NotenSMSK as inspiration for this!!!
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2 deviants said :grump: I am angry at you!
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2 deviants said :jawdrop: the price is too high (Shehrozeameen response): Not to worry, we'll work something out.
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1 deviant said I am :squee:!!! Commissions OpenName of commissioner: shehrozeameen :iconshehrozeameen:
Type of Commission: poetry
Number of commissions done: http://shehrozeameen.deviantart.com/gallery/44327938/commissions
    
From the commissioner:
I love writing poetry, frankly speaking. I can write a poem between 8 and 19 lines. Provided that the theme has been carefully told by the customer, I will send drafts of my progress as often as I can. I can write in both traditional and non-traditional formats.
So far as traditional are concerned, I am not particularly good with sonnets, but I have a decent assessment of syllable count. I don't follow meter. Having said that, I have written terza rimas, rub'iyaat, villanelle, ott
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No deviants said :la: WHERE CAN I APPLY? (Shehrozeameen response): Commissions OpenName of commissioner: shehrozeameen :iconshehrozeameen:
Type of Commission: poetry
Number of commissions done: http://shehrozeameen.deviantart.com/gallery/44327938/commissions
    
From the commissioner:
I love writing poetry, frankly speaking. I can write a poem between 8 and 19 lines. Provided that the theme has been carefully told by the customer, I will send drafts of my progress as often as I can. I can write in both traditional and non-traditional formats.
So far as traditional are concerned, I am not particularly good with sonnets, but I have a decent assessment of syllable count. I don't follow meter. Having said that, I have written terza rimas, rub'iyaat, villanelle, ott
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No deviants said Who'd you steal this from? :stinkeye:

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THX 4 TEH FAV!!! :woohoo: :hug: :iconiamhappyplz:
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TubeeDTermund Featured By Owner Nov 16, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you very much so for the additon of opposites kill to one of your collections.
It brings me happiness knowing others enjoyy work.

Good hope for a great day I wish upon you
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Manouilidis Featured By Owner Nov 6, 2014   General Artist
*knock knock*
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Diluculi Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
thank you very much for the :+fav: :)
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IrrevocableFate Featured By Owner Nov 2, 2014   Writer
<3 Thank you.
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AyeAye12 Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2014  Student Writer
Dunno if you've heard of this poet, he's really good; www.daljitnagra.com/
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jade-pandora Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2014
Always glad for your support of my work! :blowkiss: remake 
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IrrevocableFate Featured By Owner Oct 12, 2014   Writer
Thank you for everything. <3
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MYPeanutGallery Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2014
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ianderickson Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Hey buddy!  I have a new Poem called Your Face up.  Love for you to check it out
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JutsuGal1208 Featured By Owner Sep 26, 2014
THX 4 TEH MENTION!!! :woohoo: :hug: :iconiamhappyplz:
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SaintOfTheDragons Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Hey, thanks a ton for getting so many eyes on my lit.
ONCE AGAIN, I'M FOREVER IN YOUR DEBT.
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TubeeDTermund Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the gallery add and taking time to look at my poetry.
I know I am still new here and not many people look at mine but you do and you like them.
Again, thank you. It means a lot ^.^
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d-e-l-e-t-e-d Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for the faves! :huggle:
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InDecentSeas Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the favorite and the gallery add, sir.
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Manouilidis Featured By Owner Sep 16, 2014   General Artist
Thank you so much for faving
#098 He Is My Secret Need by Manouilidis
It`s well appreciated :D
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BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Sep 14, 2014
Thanks for the fave
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JutsuGal1208 Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2014
THX 4 TEH FAV!!! :woohoo: :hug: :iconiamhappyplz:
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