How It Become Cute Poem by jodlizbeth dominic

Look, the child kisses on it
What cute! silky, smoothness
Assuming coldness of water
Not willing to leave it on earth
Like,likes toomuch everybody
Kisses on it.. kisses on it
From the hills it had come
Continued running and flowing
With the water, haste haste!
However, terrible or troublesome
Never ending the simple running
Going easily even there obstacles
Really, you were not running
Flowing unknowingly through the water
Sure, may be paininguncomfortability
Can't see they were always fighting
Never think the shapeless stones to flow
Always wishing to stay there itself
But never allow the water flows as like
To sit in the same place aslazy stones
Not allowing the smart river to sit
It continues pushing and pushing
Who controls the stones, what river!
Force of water decides!
Beautysmoothness of that shapeless
Really what have to do the stones
Simply sit under the river
Got worn by the water
Pain hardship with a free mind!
Got worn by the water
Handsome cool cute pebbles.
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-jokudengpoms(old)