aravinda-bharathi-s - Hello Poetry

Everybody goes away Everybody goes away You might go on home But you're gonna find Everyone goes away some day The parents of parents, they went away Parents, they go away, far to soon Children, too, they go away Everybody goes away one day When you're caught in the middle It might seem like forever Always thought I'd be immortal Now I know my foot is on time's throttle It might be cruel, it might be unkind It might be a blessing in disguise It might even drive you straight out of your mind It's going to change your life forever Just like all those people in any 1950's movie Everybody goes away Goes away some day Maybe that's tomorrow Today is already becoming yesterday The only thing for certain I've already paid my taxes Everybody goes their way Everybody goes away some day Everybody goes away one day.

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aravinda-bharathi-s

Jul 20, 2016

Jul 20, 2016 at 6:49 AM UTC

sjr1000

Everybody Goes Away Some Day

Everybody goes away Everybody goes away You might go on home But you're gonna find Everyone goes away some day The parents of parents, they went away Parents, they go away, far to soon Children, too, they go away Everybody goes away one day When you're caught in the middle It might seem like forever Always thought I'd be immortal Now I know my foot is on time's throttle It might be cruel, it might be unkind It might be a blessing in disguise It might even drive you straight out of your mind It's going to change your life forever Just like all those people in any 1950's movie Everybody goes away Goes away some day Maybe that's tomorrow Today is already becoming yesterday The only thing for certain I've already paid my taxes Everybody goes their way Everybody goes away some day Everybody goes away one day.

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Poetry has a sensitive soul A drive and impulse Telling stories the way they are Feelings of soberness A heart felt word Poetry has a sensitive heart Beautifully immense A heart of gold Giving values to life Adding years to life: Poetry is beautiful Poetry has a sensitive soul Like streams that meanders slowly Like a river glorious: It Flows Poetry has a sensitive heart, A beautiful soul; A flying Angel. Poetry is the signal that The soul sends into the world Like the river, it flows into the sea, yet the sea never gets filled. Poetry is the fluid for the soul, The liquid for the yearning of the Mind That which quenches the fire Feeding the deepest desires Poetry is Gold in essence Ovi Odiete©

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aravinda-bharathi-s

Jul 20, 2016

Jul 20, 2016 at 6:47 AM UTC

Poetrytimes

'Poetry Has A Sensitive Heart' -

Poetry has a sensitive soul A drive and impulse Telling stories the way they are Feelings of soberness A heart felt word Poetry has a sensitive heart Beautifully immense A heart of gold Giving values to life Adding years to life: Poetry is beautiful Poetry has a sensitive soul Like streams that meanders slowly Like a river glorious: It Flows Poetry has a sensitive heart, A beautiful soul; A flying Angel. Poetry is the signal that The soul sends into the world Like the river, it flows into the sea, yet the sea never gets filled. Poetry is the fluid for the soul, The liquid for the yearning of the Mind That which quenches the fire Feeding the deepest desires Poetry is Gold in essence Ovi Odiete©

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I was uncertain, lost and hated. You gave me purpose, light and love. I wish, you will see me again, On a bright summer day, along the bay. I picture your smile everyday, Like a million twilight grace. I wish, you will see me again, With that glittering hazel gaze. I cherish the moments we were together, Like a page from a classic tale. I wish, you remember those days, when time froze and love prevailed. I still love you the same, Like a cold breeze on a hot summer day. I wish, you still love me the same, Like a song that you sing everyday.

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Jul 2, 2016

Jul 2, 2016 at 4:01 PM UTC

aravinda-bharathi-s

My wishes for you

I was uncertain, lost and hated. You gave me purpose, light and love. I wish, you will see me again, On a bright summer day, along the bay. I picture your smile everyday, Like a million twilight grace. I wish, you will see me again, With that glittering hazel gaze. I cherish the moments we were together, Like a page from a classic tale. I wish, you remember those days, when time froze and love prevailed. I still love you the same, Like a cold breeze on a hot summer day. I wish, you still love me the same, Like a song that you sing everyday.

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