The WaiterA Poem by Dayran
Lyon found a job as a waiter in a cafe, He says its great! Gets to move around, Sees a face and the mind starts moving, Of the possibilities of the thoughts there, What is it thinking, what issues, where do they go? Does it have to do with Shin, maybe mother? Does it refer to the great Hercules? How does that contribute to our life today? Lyon's quite excited about it. He says its better, Just borrowing the thoughts from people around, Its amazing! Doesn't really matter in the long run, We do what our lot is in each life. Some sing, Others write poetry. Lyon waits at tables. It's a Cambrian event. He might even get lucky.
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1 Review Added on May 24, 2012 Last Updated on May 24, 2012 AuthorDayranMalacca, MalaysiaAbout' Akara Mudhala Ezhuththellaam Aadhi Bhagavan Mudhatre Ulaku ' Translation ..... All the World's literature, Is from the young mind of the Original Experiencer. .. more..Writing
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