Sunday, 16 September 2007
02:51:33 AM (GMT)
This is a poem that flew into my head when I thougth about my friends. Made it
myself so it must be senseless. Couldn't think of a right title.
Hold a hand, try not to let it go.
Never judge the owner of the hand by how much they know.
Even if they say the harshest words they could say,
Never say the same things, let those words flow away.
You may go against how the river flows.
But never let go of the hand that you hold close.
This is what I wise person knows,
This is how the saying goes.
Can anyone suggest a right title? I know that no one would want to read this. No one
even read the other poem I made so why should they read this one. I am definitely not
different from everybody else. I have no talent for this.