the fog has gone... the picture's clear:
i'm getting far from being near,
i'm getting far from getting close,
but i'm still walking...
i suppose
that every step is 'nother chance
to gain some kind of confidence,
to understand,
where fortune leads,
and what's the case for which it pleads,
what are 'ur roles, what are 'ur needs,
and where we better plant 'ur seeds...
so i keep walking down the street
of pain and joy, of ice and heat,
of ups and downs, of bone and meat,
of happiness and moans...
indeed,
i hope to reach the end one day,
and find some time to pass away...
yet, i do hope it's not too far...
we better rush while door's ajar...
2006
lifewalking
© Copyright: Тунгусбек Вададаев, 2007
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I admire people who can write poems in English
Respect and good luck!
Txs for ur poem i enjoyed it v much!))
Смехдослезирония 27.01.2007 01:52 • Заявить о нарушении
Respect and good luck!
Txs for ur poem i enjoyed it v much!))
Смехдослезирония 27.01.2007 01:52 • Заявить о нарушении
thanx lots/
nice to hear that some people actually read my writings)
Тунгусбек Вададаев 01.02.2007 01:12 Заявить о нарушении
nice to hear that some people actually read my writings)
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