"It's out of strangers that friends are made..." Constino
Who cares much as the sky?!
Covers all below that lie
From birth until they die
Oh how i'd like a friend
Who'd stick around till the end
So i'd never wish again
For another, search again
They were here just yesterday
Smiled & laughed,the other day
Those too are below the sky
I have my tears but fail to cry
To go around asking why
Let my pride take the blame
Know no rules, it's not a game
Stay around & not for fame
What's a candle, lacking flame?
You i hope, are not like them
Hey...YOU I HOPE, ARE NOT LIKE THEM. This poem might seem simple or even 'nonsensical' but it's actually very 'deep' it's that one occasional poem i write to speak directly to my reader. Thanks for your time
- Constino
YOU ARE READING
Rhymes AND Nonsense
PoesieLife is a mountain, it's a fountain, it is a sea. Though we can't live it to the fullest, it goes on after we're gone, it goes on forever more. Life never ends.
