A yester man with yester thoughtsA Poem by Nothing PersonalTo an unknown octogenarian
An old man of yester generation
bids goodbye, May as well be his final one But all he manages to say is "Hello" And hello and hello again.. When despair strikes, look the opposite think like a hundred minus your current age and tell stories to yourself, and to the passenger in your next seat who could well be Mr. Coelho. The daughter you may never ever see will live her life; happy, sad and tumultous; like the sudden full moon in a cloudy night, Werewolf's can play cry wolf all the time. So what are the yester thoughts of this deprecating man? "He wishes just more sun on grayish days. He appreciates rain just as to glamorize the sun further He hopes for happiness which enlivens and lightens He expects pain to hit to make happy bubbles even bigger He prays far too gain to be contending He seeks a bucket of losses to create illusive profits And finally showers those extra hellos at the season of goodbye" Make and break men they say You will find everything you never need Grains of salt, puddles of mud and lost resilience Everlasting hope , unfulfilling dreams and undying self belief A magic potion, a lady's heart and a child's love A coping loner, an avid friend and an irresistible lover. But don't break hearts Go buy stuff at grocery stores That way they are way cheaper and far less indelible You want to create footprints in sand Not broken castles, I hope. © Nothing Personal. February 16, 2011. © 2011 Nothing PersonalAuthor's Note
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Added on February 17, 2011Last Updated on February 17, 2011 AuthorNothing PersonalTXAboutHi !! I don't fuss too much about sharing a name or an identity. I came across this website and found it to be an interesting niche for writers without distinctive labels. It is a great place to befri.. more..Writing
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