Friday, December 19, 2008
Friendship forever
Friend-Ship is the ship to dreamland
Carries the freight of Love & Pain, grief & glee
And so on
Fights with tides of lonesomeness & unhappiness
Carries you across the ocean of Sorrow
Give you the endowment in form of pal
The One that keep you always jovial
The one when it comes to you, your heart fills with merriment
The one when it get Aparted, your heart fills with Glum
Friendship is something for Forever Friends
That keep you live with life time Smile on your Cheek
Friend-Ship is the ship to dreamland
Ship to Most magnificent feat of existence
Always jog it
With Love of Friendship
And be happy forever
Monday, December 8, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
i've decided to write this
it took me 5 damn hours to think about it.
We've been together since we were
Just barely more than babes,
Holding onto Mummy's hand,
Missing two front teeth.
Some of us now have to wear
A bra and some to shave,
Adults in what our hearts demand,
Still children underneath.
Together we learned how to read,
Together learned to play,
To add and multiply our friends,
To give and to receive.
Our teachers taught us how to lead,
To put our tears away,
To separate our means and ends,
To work and to achieve.
And now we step across a line;
Our childhood is gone.
Soon, just like a morning dream,
The memories will fade.
But if we turn out good and kind,
Rejoicing in the sun,
We'll know to thank these sheltered years
Where our first joys remain.
We've been together since we were
Just barely more than babes,
Holding onto Mummy's hand,
Missing two front teeth.
Some of us now have to wear
A bra and some to shave,
Adults in what our hearts demand,
Still children underneath.
Together we learned how to read,
Together learned to play,
To add and multiply our friends,
To give and to receive.
Our teachers taught us how to lead,
To put our tears away,
To separate our means and ends,
To work and to achieve.
And now we step across a line;
Our childhood is gone.
Soon, just like a morning dream,
The memories will fade.
But if we turn out good and kind,
Rejoicing in the sun,
We'll know to thank these sheltered years
Where our first joys remain.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
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