To live
What is it to live
or just to exist
Do we give up
or do we persist.
The life we live
as time goes by
sometimes we laugh
sometimes we cry.
Life is not
the breath we take
it is the times we have
and the moments we make.
We all are just ships
in the river of time
just to flow by
is such a crime.
To make life worth while
never forget
the moments of happiness
we never regret.
To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| To live | 0 | 03/06/2012 |
| Thoughts | 0 | 03/06/2012 |
| Simple Truths | 0 | 03/06/2012 |
| Without You | 0 | 03/06/2012 |
| Music | 0 | 03/06/2012 |
| We(a world perspective) | 0 | 02/17/2012 |
| Night and Day | 0 | 03/25/2009 |
| A Sunny Day | 0 | 03/25/2009 |
| My Little Girl | 0 | 02/16/2009 |
| Points | 0 | 02/16/2009 |
| Your Eyes | 0 | 02/16/2009 |
| The Sky | 0 | 02/16/2009 |
| Alone in a Mansion | 0 | 02/16/2009 |
| Loud Noise | 0 | 02/16/2009 |
| My Love | 0 | 02/10/2009 |
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