And you think
is it all worthwhile
the pain, the neglect
the lies, the expectations
the love, the vows
the care and the responsibilities
Would`not it be so much better
if we can go back
to the days where no pain ever
ripped our hearts
to the days where laughter was natural and often
to the days where the only pain we knew was when
we fall of a ledge or a tricycle
and the only heartaches were when mom refused to buy a sweet or a toy.
But going back is impossible.....and here we are
fighting the pains and sorrows
And wishing every minute we were in our mother`s arms to protect us from
the most painful wounds ever
The non physical wounds......
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
When a butterfly seeks a rose.....
I see butterflies
color the sky
their wings like petals
soft and smooth with no thorns..
seek thy high and low for the rose you are seeking for
seek thy high and low among hibiscus that attracts you so
fly away
fly away
the bees are buzzing by
no rose for thy
fly away
color the sky
color the sky
their wings like petals
soft and smooth with no thorns..
seek thy high and low for the rose you are seeking for
seek thy high and low among hibiscus that attracts you so
fly away
fly away
the bees are buzzing by
no rose for thy
fly away
color the sky
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