I'm thinking, I'm thinking,
That's why, I am really thinking,
There are many things in the world,
That still remains quite untold.
What made the Bermuda a strong gravitational device?
Is it haunted by aliens at night?
Are there any planets with life that die?
Or does the earth's core have a bacterium called coride inside?
Will the earth be ruled by someone else at a time?
Are there aliens' alive outside?
What really happens deep inside the sea?
Are there more new species?
If God made us then who made God?
Can someone really eat a raw corn?
I really want to meddle with time,
But I think I'll be hugely fined.
Are there any wizards in this world?
Are all of them good and bold?
Do children control stories small and big?
Can a small caterpillar eat a big pick?
Can someone travel to the centre of the earth?
Can a human give a dinosaur birth?
Why are friends so friendly and live?
Guess, that's the type of questions I really like.
Can we repair the ozone layer's hole?
Are there any pirate treasure sunk under the ocean floor?
How different languages did come to the earth?
Can a rocket take us to the heavens over our head?
Well, Questions are really long.
That's always what's said
Questions and Questions,
They're all over our life,
There are lots of questions, more than a billion bytes,
Questions and questions, they'll never end.
Until the earth comes to a stop, that's the very end.
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The very beauty of this poem is the last line...your thoughts create your work so keep thinking.
i like you style, you're very optimistic and you know how to portray what you wanna say through you writing and to me thats the beginning of something great keep it up Meriam
You need lots of work as a poet, but the premise of questions is a fascinating one. There are so many things to wonder about, and although many of these questions are immature or not well-put, I think you should keep writing and revising your work, because your curiousity will produce good work if you continue to pursue writing.
Questions and questions, they’ll never end. Until the earth comes to a stop, that’s the very end. What a brainy insight!
We think and think Till we get demented... Till our Astrocytes Dendrites ends dry And till we no longer can think and love... I wish you will never stop thinking... And sing forever your song of love...! Written Instantly... according to your thinking...!
Very good, Meriam. Keep thinking and thinking. A person with lots and lots of questions, is the one who will eventually learn most. Nice poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ya its very great to think and i wish that u will find your answers very soon