Wonderful poem! and kudos to the writer.
Hopefully I start writing such wonderful poems one day. :)
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Looking into the sea I stood gaping,
Trying to understand why the waves are moving,
Caught in waves of time they complained of worry,
Sometimes to a greener grassland they would aspire to ferry.
Singing a song that only I knew of,
I wondered if the haste is worth the fight,
Why should I worry if I am always right?
Destination is a mystery -some call it destiny -
Lest we fool ourselves with the chaotic theory.
People here can't stay idle,
Even the fuel prices rise cant quite bridle.
Mobility is the order of the race,
Bonus points if you leave a path to trace.
"But what's with the points?" if you care to ask,
You will know -On earth there's no real task.
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Poem Written by Divya, a enthusiastic Toastmaster from Chennai Communicators Club
(Extracted from CCC Newsletter)
Urs,
Vish
Hopefully I start writing such wonderful poems one day. :)
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Looking into the sea I stood gaping,
Trying to understand why the waves are moving,
Caught in waves of time they complained of worry,
Sometimes to a greener grassland they would aspire to ferry.
Singing a song that only I knew of,
I wondered if the haste is worth the fight,
Why should I worry if I am always right?
Destination is a mystery -some call it destiny -
Lest we fool ourselves with the chaotic theory.
People here can't stay idle,
Even the fuel prices rise cant quite bridle.
Mobility is the order of the race,
Bonus points if you leave a path to trace.
"But what's with the points?" if you care to ask,
You will know -On earth there's no real task.
___________________________________________________
Poem Written by Divya, a enthusiastic Toastmaster from Chennai Communicators Club
(Extracted from CCC Newsletter)
Urs,
Vish
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