Or let it wash by,
Never stopping to wonder
what you could have been?
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Or let it wash by,
Never stopping to wonder
what you could have been?
What you could have been
Is not at all important
But what you are is
But what you are is
A single fleck of dust, trapped
Beneath life's floorboards
I am humbled at the calibre of haiku that exists in the last five entries.
:thumbs_up Bravo to you five folk. :thumbs_up
Beneath life's floorboards
there exists a secret song
that we must unveil
that we must unveil
moment sharper than a knife
a wedding climax
a wedding climax,
a car jangling its course
through evening streets.
through evening streets
We wonder about in search
of someone to love
of someone to love,
is it less difficult, to
find the rainbow's end?
find the rainbow's end--
it holds all my past wishes
that blends and is white.
and when you are there,
please do touch those coloured threads
of dreams that were mine....
of dreams that were mine,
you, the ultimate vision
now share them with me...
Now share them with me,
your elusive thoughts sparkling
in such quiet eyes.
in such quiet eyes
the whole world is reflected
short stories untold
short stories untold
accumulating interest
become tall stories
become tall stories
live life as a fairy tale
without the witches
Without the witches
Would children wanting unusual
Read some fairy tales?