everyone's is different.
it's what makes you, you,
and makes me, me,
there isn't a right way,
or a wrong way,
that is why the world has gone awry,
and why peace needs to become a priority,
some see it,
some don't,
and some won't.
© 2013
A sailor'll be a sailor right or left
Of all his loved ones bereft
But he knows Olly is on some shore
Waitin for him and'll lov him all th more
PS : Plz delete if inappropriate.Your words were the truth as always~~~~~~~~
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Yours virtual
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©bishu
like it. it's concise, thoughtful, expressive, and shows your talent as a writer.
Thanks, poetic. It was just one of those short thoughts.
.....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
A sailor'll be a sailor right or left
A sailor'll be a sailor right or left
Of all his loved ones bereft
But he knows Olly is on some shore
Waitin for him and'll lov him all th more
PS : Plz delete if inappropriate.Your words were the truth as always~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~
~~~~~~
Yours virtual
~~~~~
©bishu
like it
like it. it's concise, thoughtful, expressive, and shows your talent as a writer.
Thanks, poetic. It was just
Thanks, poetic. It was just one of those short thoughts.
.....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "