rivers flow,
from melted snow,
do they know where to go?
flowers bloom,
effacing gloom,
do they realize for whom?
birds fly,
high in the sky,
do they ask themselves why?
my mind stirs,
when everything blurs,
raising questions,
seeking all answers!!
do I find 'em?
I don't know.
a few I find here and there,
rest I leave in despair.
from melted snow,
do they know where to go?
flowers bloom,
effacing gloom,
do they realize for whom?
birds fly,
high in the sky,
do they ask themselves why?
my mind stirs,
when everything blurs,
raising questions,
seeking all answers!!
do I find 'em?
I don't know.
a few I find here and there,
rest I leave in despair.
Hope ???
ReplyDeleterivers flow,
from melted snow,
to be one with their origins
they do know
flowers bloom,
effacing gloom,
to make you smile
they do realize
birds fly,
high in the sky,
inspiring you
to reach the sky
your mind stirs,
when everything blurs,
raising questions,
seeking all answers!!
do you find 'em?
You don't know.
a few you find here and there,
but don't leave rest in despair.
time is
a fickle friend
You never know
what surprises tomorrow bring
P.S. : It ain't exactly rhyming, for I ain't good with words like you.
P.S.S : you can remove it if you so desire
Exactly opposite to what I wrote, so its quite optimistic.. Its amazing though simple, how two people see things differently :p
ReplyDeleteI am wondering however whether it's PSS or should it be PPS...
Its PPS. I am conversing in the virtual world and yet I get nervous in front of a lady and make such stupid blunders. God damn it.
ReplyDeleteP.S. : pardon me taking the lord's name in vain.
I wonder if its better to be dissatisfied rather than ignorant
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