Life

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    Life

     I don't understand life
    I don't know why
    all the up's and downs
    have brung tears to my eyes
    and always on my face is a frown
    none of the happy days
    can outweigh my bad days
    I don't know what to do
    I sit and think
    my mind starts wanderin
    my heart starts poundin'
    beeds of sweat forms on my skin
    a tear falls from my chin
    and still I don't know where to begin
    life.....

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    Anjul’s Poems (10)

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    All That I Can Be 0 10/11/2009
    Might 2 10/14/2009
    Stronger 0 10/14/2009
    Alive 0 10/14/2009
    Won't Take My Pain Away 1 06/23/2009
    I JUST GOT TO LET IT GO 0 06/23/2009
    The Real Me 1 06/23/2009
    Everytime I Cry 0 06/23/2009
    Life 0 10/14/2009
    A Lesson 0 06/23/2009
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