A friendship
Where did it begin?
This stream so luminously clear?
Its waters so warm
That even I cannot escape
From its vapours
Which now envelops my every being
I wish I knew
And yet I know it’s good
How deep does it run?
This stream of contentment
I try to gaze through
The ripples of laughter
But yet my eyes are blind
They do not wish to see
For fear of seeing the truth
I wish I knew
And yet I know it’s good
Where does it lead to?
This stream so warm, so deep,
So luminously clear
Will it be shared again?
By hearts that once thrived
Upon its healthy vapours
I wish I knew
And yet I know it’s good
..................................................................... ETN (14/11/08) - LIFE
11 comments:
ok... you're not in Asia... it's SUNDAY... u this girl... who is CTN ehn? come and explain yourself
other than that.. me likey!
i was with Diamond I was like okay what is today is it already monday but then in Italy no in Italy that is like sunday evening hmmmmmmmmm
but yeah i like
i love the line streams of contentment
lol......
can't a girl put up postdated post ...lol., well I figured I might come to work late on monday so wanted to get it in early.. u know submit my assignment ontime..lol..
ok, from next week I will post it at midnight.. agreed..lol..
love u guys.........
Nice to see a bit of positivity. Blogville needs more of this right now.
Love it! Friendship has its ups and downs, but ultimately is a good thing. Clear streams, warm waters, lovely vapors...yes, that's a good friendship.
I'm excited abt poetic Mondays! Woohoo! Poetry is my thing!
I likey!!!
but open your eyes and see o...abeg...infact wear double lens sef!!! hee hee hee!!!
where does it lead to..?
i wish i knew //
and yet i know its so good..
i just wanna screammmmmmmmm.
poetry does somthing to me..that i cant explain yet..
wow, thanks simeone, glad you are impressed..
poetry also has that same effect on me..lol..
LOL @ Diamond's comment.
Life of a stranger: I think you didn't sleep enough or something. Talk true. LOL.
Beautiful post (with the exception of the date)
i lay in my bed at night
and i tremble with fright
the things that i fear
sometimes bring a tear
all because i want to know.....
for the shadows on the wall
seem so frightening for someone so small
should i cry out in vain
only to be told i'm dreaming again,
life of a stranger are you for real? ?????????
Bravo! I wish I could write like this.
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