Someday we'll all die in a hurry, With no time left to fight fury. and as the salt from our skin will evaporate, We'll all know how beautiful a life we all had once to commemorate.
Some die the day they are born Some kill from a distance, In a society torn.
Some escape into an unreal world Ideals torn, morals loose where words are hurled.
Some take a life in their hands Vent their wrath , hey that’s ok they still remain friends.
Some lose but they gain too In a new age world , Nobody owes anyone a due Some sign up knowing relationships are brittle there’s always some water boiling in another kettle.
some make it last till the day they die some hold hands when others cry but what the heck,come 2012, our world could be dry.
my blog earthrattle.blogspot.com and jdspinningstoreis.blogspot.com, for whatever it's worth!
4 comments:
Amazing blog!!
Some die the day they are born
Some kill from a distance,
In a society torn.
Some escape into an unreal world
Ideals torn, morals loose
where words are hurled.
Some take a life in their hands
Vent their wrath , hey that’s ok
they still remain friends.
Some lose but they gain too
In a new age world ,
Nobody owes anyone a due
Some sign up knowing relationships are brittle
there’s always some water boiling
in another kettle.
some make it last till the day they die
some hold hands when others cry
but what the heck,come 2012,
our world could be dry.
my blog earthrattle.blogspot.com and jdspinningstoreis.blogspot.com, for whatever it's worth!
I have been waiting...waiting for the world to change...
good writing...compact and precise! :)
wishes
Scribblers Inc.
P.S.-came along from one of your friend's page on FB...and wasnt disappointed!:)
there are very few people who understand the essence of life...kudos to you.. keep giving us d good stuff!! :D
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