So many thoughts on my mind,
About my present and the past,
About my future, many I find,
As some die, others continue to last.
To those that die, I burry,
Though they resurface at times,
I have no time to worry,
I live on, while some I write.
As I live my life each and every day,
Walking through rocks and sand
I feel the heat that comes my way,
But I stand, I dont run away,
Because everyday is poetry,
And one must understand its theme
To appreciate full its imagery,
As all devices work as a team.
Great write the past can be resolved when we write and the future is the promise of a gift of words to mould and shine everyday!
every day is a poem well said from life we write our poems
We often are beset with a muddle of thoughts! Some have coherence, some are disjointed and wild! Some linger long.... Some thoughts are good for rhyme! In the same way each day provides us with myriad experiences... some are sweet, some sad, some bitter! But this diversity in thought and experience help us live our lives fully! A great write Abekah!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Beautiful poem on writing poetry. Beautiful flow of words... everyday is poetry, And one must understand its theme To appreciate full its imagery, As all devices work as a team. Yes, all devices work as team. One must understand and appreciate on whatever one want to write. Beautiful poem. Loved reading it.