SAME RACE............................
Able to face
the storms in the race,
climb mountains
and back to base
.Hands IN hands,
souls with souls,
eye to eye
and face to face,
.Life is short
Time is fast
we live in haste,
You dig the roads with will and thoughts
you fill the minds with will and voice,
not fool but wise, no one erase
You surf the sea,
you dig and see
and back to place
You dive in souls,
rub hate and fools
with peace replace
.................................The SaMe RaCe
This poem is like a dropp of incense on red charcoal all senses are involved. You know what I mean…
Fantastic poem! ! ....marvelous poem! ! thanks for sharing your valuable thoughts, , ,10s
the poem is written quite and fast like a shot. good work Tamara. life is short, time is fast was right noticed. for that reason we so much need to command our lives without fatal mistakes
A nice poem with a good flow and a strong determination to go beyond all hardships...
======================================== ** ORIGINAL MESSAGE ******************** ======================================== From: ****TaMaRa HaNaRinG.. (((((((SiLenCe))))))) To: Ian Bowen Date-Time: 11/18/2009 7: 55: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: scusi mua - what do you mean by you know it is me..pardon me do you think iam free for all of you..iam a young lady who has other thing to think about..iam not old as you to set here and play non sense... Why should my age matter?
it does feel like we climb mountains and back to base, but i am believing that those mountains are removed and cast into the sea,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
marvelous and heartfelt piece of writing..10/10