True Friendship
It isn't the years,
It isn't the tears
That makes life worthwhile.
It's the memories that grew
It isn't the years,
It isn't the tears
That makes life worthwhile.
It's the memories that grew
Memories, people, and places are the three very important ingredients around which some great poems have been woven. At present, I am unable to recall the titles, but I very well remember our...
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I have waited quite a long time to get old,
So I think I should try to enjoy it.
I can't turn it in for a refund,
And I surely don't want to destroy it.
It is genuinely a beautiful poem depicting the harsh reality of life that many of us don't really know how to handle the unwanted changes that old age brings with it. One always lives in this...
I see you looking at your children,
Wondering what their lives will be.
If you verify some answers
Then their future you might see.
I loved this poem. The list of things that should be given to our children to have an amazing journey through this life, it's all here! This poem contains so much wisdom! Beautifully written....
What seeds have you been planting
In the garden of your heart?
What will be forthcoming
When the germination starts?
I am suffering due to a deformity in my feet which I got in my teenage years. But I never gave up anything in life. I continued my studies and secured a good position in society. I got...
I was in a room the other day
Where seeds were being planted.
I could only hope and pray
Their growth would not be granted.
Though there is gold up in the mountains,
Lovely pearls deep in the sea,
Those treasures do not mean as much
As your friendship means to me.
Best friends mean different things to different people. Some insist that you can have only one best friend. Others assert that they have best friends for different aspects of their...
in Aging Poems
I realize I've reached the time
When it's very plain to see
That I now must be selective
In what my preferences will be.
I was given a smile the other day
From someone who passed me on their way.
I wasn't sure what I should do.
Perhaps, I'll leave it up to you.
I enjoyed the poem, and I always try smile, but now it's a little hard because of masks. This poem should be seen by everyone and help people feel more comfortable.
I wonder if we realize
The gifts that we've been given,
The endless flow of beauty
Bestowed on us by heaven.
There is more to poetry
Than rhythm and rhyme.
It's a window to our souls,
Undiminished by time.
Beautiful poem! Sometimes I question myself and if I have any business writing poems. Somehow I can see so much talent and beauty in other people's creation but fail to see the beauty in...