THE PANIC OF GROWNING OLD the panic of growing older spread fluttering winds from year to year at twenty stilled by hope of gigantic success time and exploration at thirty a sudden throb of pain laboratory test having nothing to show legs cribbed in domesticity allow no sudden leaps at the moon now. Copybook bisected with red ink and failures– nothing to show the world. Three children the world perhaps the world expects it of you. No specialist’s effort there. But science give hope of twice three score and ten. hope is not a grain of sand inner satisfaction dwindles sharp blades of expectation. From now on the world has you. COMENT IF U ARE A FUN OF POEMS
"If you live to be 100 years old, then i wish to be 100 hundred minus one day so that i may never have to live without you." ~winnie the pooh
POEM ABOUT LIFE [size=100*] Life is the sum of experiences that we encounter as we go through life. Day to day struggles and triumphs are experienced by all of the world's creatures. As human beings, when we encounter a challenge, we have freedom to choose how to react. Every decision that we make leads us down a different road. We will never come to exactly the same crossroads. Every decision the we make has significance. The tiniest choice that we make reverberates .throughout the entire universe [/size*]
"Yes, true love is rare... but a true friend is even more rare" ~Iro's adaptation to an anonymous quote
Your love is in my possession you being an inspiration An impression I deleted a word from my mental dictionary it was "depression" All year round and for any reason We're Bonnie and Clyde Fu©k cuffing season that's only for B!t©hes on the side You being my excuse My inspiration My muse you are and always will be The reason for the spark of light within me BY: Golf