The Poetic Voyage - Poetry Of Life's Journey

Looking up into the sky, Above the mountains I passed by, My heart was stabbed with just one line, Life is tough but you'll be fine. Passing the rivers that hit the rocks, I felt my calmness crash and get good shots, By the troubles that are yet to come, So clever you are the stabbing one. I feared about the things to come, Building up more troubles like rocks, My heart sank in I left that block, Crying out loud, my knees kissed the ground. This life for sure is so very tough, The paths I crawled are so very rough, I see more signs of fading smiles, But can I get so weak with just one line? Wiping off the tear drops, Opening the door that I just locked, I realized, its still not time to worry about, With this in mind I ran back to the top. It was you the stabbing one, That threw me down from many to none, Can you see the hot blazing sun? She loves to burn, not just for a month. Have you seen the pretty bright moon? With her silvery shine, ...

All of us human beings, Cannot exist without a beam, That keeps us all, erect and tall, We hide it in the inner wall. The inner walls of our hearts, Hide them all with just a grin, The clever of all, she knows the art, She stores it well, there's no upper brim. There's no upper brim, To pour it out, A well-sealed rim? Let's figure it out. Let's figure it out, Together right now, There's coffee to pour, off the spout, Oh, my my my, I love your gown. Oh, my my my, I love your gown, The repeated line, right above, Came knocking at, your little heart, To say you're special, among the crowd. To say you're special, among the crowd, I know you worked and spent a lot, To afford that much, for a pretty gown, Cause hidden behind the complement and the gown, Is the heart that earned, a new beam from the crowd. The heart that earned, a new beam from the crowd. Filled herself, with her innocent pride, Gifted her face with the ...