There is always a planالمشاركة الأصلية كتبت بواسطة لمسة طفلة
There is always a plan
When time doesn’t come
How can I write a poem as a child does
About life , and existence …. About darkness , and Man sufferings
From past , today , and tomorrow
About a flower at the garden and its sister at the vase
About beloved who gets mad while she is standing
A butterfly who became a grain of sand
About lovers , love each other then separated
Like a split tree
About reaching tinted country with mud and regret
Between hell and abyss
After all of this ruin
How can I write a poem as an unknown does or nobody
About our simple and diseased life
About a friend who sleeps in water since 2001
About drowning over land
How can I write it
never let it go
When time doesn’t come
How can I write a poem as a child does
About life , and existence …. About darkness , and Man sufferings
From past , today , and tomorrow
About a flower at the garden and its sister at the vase
About beloved who gets mad while she is standing
A butterfly who became a grain of sand
About lovers , love each other then separated
Like a split tree
About reaching tinted country with mud and regret
Between hell and abyss
After all of this ruin
How can I write a poem as an unknown does or nobody
About our simple and diseased life
About a friend who sleeps in water since 2001
About drowning over land
How can I write it
By whom this poetry has been written
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It's makes me cry
Realy emotional
Happy you like it
it is written by me
No commentHappy you like it
it is written by me
Shocked
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Shocked
we will meet some day
at another world
a world where no sun , moon , and sky
a world where it rains without clouds
and all of things around us are gray
we will meet some day
a world where we would never sin
a place where all of heaven birds fly
a world which can be seen only at bliss
full of immortal happiness and joy
and when I start looking at you as if I fly with those birds
you and your shadow remind me with eternal river
a river of life which never dry
behind us , there is another world
a world of dreams , dreams non-achieved yet
dreams where we will not dream
and yet , we are living marvelous life with no one to see
we will meet some day
Good luck darling
Amazing words and nice feeling
keep goingThankS
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high over vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company: :flower::flower::flower::flower:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils
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