peter7805
07-08-2008, 11:27 PM
Future is just an imagination
Growing in its expectation
But sometimes it vanishes like a bubble
And there’s no body could handle
Reality is just a thinking
With bitterly choices making
But sometimes it brings you delight
Falling flowers it’s just like
Past is just a lie
In forgetting it slowly die
But sometimes it becomes a devil
Like a skeleton always around you
Love is just alone
Two fleshes are just upon
With souls seeking around
For its freedom ground
But sometimes it bursts out its desire
Like a thirsty traveller needs his pear
Poerty is just a rubbish
Full of thoughts’ garbage
It gives off terrible smell
But sometimes in lost you can’t tell
It deprives your spirit like poison
And can’t breathe without oxygen
And life is just life
Always a passenger in time
Like a man from young to old
Feel he’s lost too much gold
Growing in its expectation
But sometimes it vanishes like a bubble
And there’s no body could handle
Reality is just a thinking
With bitterly choices making
But sometimes it brings you delight
Falling flowers it’s just like
Past is just a lie
In forgetting it slowly die
But sometimes it becomes a devil
Like a skeleton always around you
Love is just alone
Two fleshes are just upon
With souls seeking around
For its freedom ground
But sometimes it bursts out its desire
Like a thirsty traveller needs his pear
Poerty is just a rubbish
Full of thoughts’ garbage
It gives off terrible smell
But sometimes in lost you can’t tell
It deprives your spirit like poison
And can’t breathe without oxygen
And life is just life
Always a passenger in time
Like a man from young to old
Feel he’s lost too much gold