Life, by Joti
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The Waves are earsing the footprints of those who are
walking the beach.
The wind is carrying away their words as they speak .
They're leaving behind the people as they meet .
But still they are making new footprints with their feet.
Still they are finding new word to speak .
Still they are metting new people , still walking the beach
, as their life goes on to a resting seat .
LOVE - Joti thanks you |
| Posted: 2006-03-24 21:52:57 UTC |
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| 2005-11-15 22:36:25 | Joti |
| i love ur poem |
| 2010-03-26 04:19:24 | baya |
| you are a bit of person who writes proses not poetry . . . this is a nice try though . . . pretty good |