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I cannot write poetry . However,what I write, I cannot call it prose. Whenever I've shown it to someone they said it was poetry. You read and decide then let me know



Showing posts with label Friends tell me what you want and don't want.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friends tell me what you want and don't want.. Show all posts

Sunday, 28 February 2010

I Don't Want What?

I don't want the wind to stop blowing.
I don't want the birds to stop singing.
I don't want the rivers to stop flowing
and
I don't want to cry for the days gone by.

I don't want the blue sky to become grey.
I don't want the flowers to wilt.
I don't want the colours to fade
and
I don't want life to always remain the same.

I love it when the autumn leaves fall.
I look forward for every year to end.
I love the warm pleasentness of spring
and
I feel a rush of life when for the first time it rains.

But
I don't want memories to fade.
I don't want my parents to age.
I want my child to grow 
but
I don't want her innocence to wane.