Treasure Island

veeraiyah subbulakshmi


I am addicted to Them..


God may be kind enough,
To delete all our flaws,
In the name of forgiving clause,
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  • * Sunprincess * (1/21/2014 9:02:00 PM)

    ~To lead you to the next birth, ~

    I have given this some thought just recently...not sure if there is a next birth and not sure if I would wish for there to be one...I kind of do and kind of don't...yes I would love to have another lifetime to try an accomplish things which I will never accomplish this time, and to live again to see beautiful sunny days...and no I would not wish to live again, if to live means to live in a world where there is strife, war and suffering...and to live with uncertainty and the certainty that all things come to an end eventually...also thanks for your beautiful comments on my poems I enjoyed them...and enjoyed this write... (Report) Reply

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