Friday, 15 March 2013

To the poet.
................

Within the joys and sorrows
We search peace and friendship,
To live here forgetting pain,
But is it so easy???
Time passes as usual;
Don't stand,
to listen our talk.
We live usual life,
work hard,
to proof ,
that we are different
from all.
by sarojini pattayat.16/03/2013










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