It makes you smile, and grin, and chuckle and roar,
It makes you stare out the window as down your tears pour.
It makes you wish and plan and dare and dream,
It makes you watch as it topples each hopeful scheme.
It makes you doubt and worry, a tad thoughtful,
It hides a smile when they call you cynical.
It makes you wonder at the beauty of it all,
It makes you cry at the futility of a fall.
It gives you love, warm hands, a kiss,
It makes you wipe out a faith placed amiss.
It opens your eyes and lightens your heart,
It shuts out the world, and burdens your cart.
Life's like that.
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3 comments:
Nice one, Beaky!
Perfect meter in:
"It opens your eyes and lightens your heart,
It shuts out the world, and burdens your cart."
Lovely!!
Hmm.. So what happened?
And I'm connected again!! yayy
@Sudeep: Thanks. I'm just happy to be writing again. :)
@Megha: Nothing happened. But I just realized that if you want to write poetry, you have to be slightly blue. Or at least know what being blue is like, and keep the memory of it alive. And congratulations! Though you haven't commented on the year end post you made me write. :P
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