My Train...
Intending to catch
my train...
Went to the station
but
found that
I hav missed
my train..
Dint wait there
for the next
Cause I missed
my train
and dint want to
catch another...
My Train...
Intending to catch
my train...
Went to the station
but
found that
I hav missed
my train..
Dint wait there
for the next
Cause I missed
my train
and dint want to
catch another...
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
My Song | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
My Diary | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
Loosing The Game... | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
You are & Will Be.. | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
Sinking.... | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
My Train... | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
Within Me ... | 1 | 03/26/2009 |
Mask | 0 | 03/26/2009 |
My days lost without ur love !!! | 0 | 03/26/2009 |
U R Mine !!! | 1 | 03/26/2009 |
My Love..... | 0 | 03/26/2009 |
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