All the days
Back to the old days, I wish I can
Back to the old days, but then again.
Move along with today, can’t be stuck to the past
Move along with today, must make way for the future.
On to the new days, you have to think fast
On to the new days, or else time will fly past.
All the days, one thing is true
All the days, God made for you.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| So long… | 0 | 09/13/2010 |
| HAPPY-ness | 0 | 09/13/2010 |
| Brand New Dream | 0 | 09/13/2010 |
| All the days | 0 | 09/13/2010 |
| Expect the unexpected | 0 | 09/13/2010 |
| Live Life | 0 | 09/13/2010 |
| ‘Cause love’s like this | 0 | 09/13/2010 |
| Hello and Goodbye | 1 | 08/11/2009 |
| I really want to die | 0 | 08/11/2009 |
| My One-sided Love | 0 | 08/11/2009 |
| au cœur brisé | 0 | 08/11/2009 |
| Its Ok | 0 | 08/11/2009 |
| I Love You | 0 | 08/11/2009 |
| Bitter Ending | 1 | 08/11/2009 |
| Is this Love? | 0 | 08/11/2009 |
| In Search for Love | 0 | 08/11/2009 |
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