I just came out for a breather from a literary sabbatical. Like as I love to say, I am not a song writer, but I write the songs my soul sings. Can anyone sing this with me.
Some times we got weight down by thoughts and imagination that do not have weight. the sooner we realize that, we'll be up and going. So says the old man
Too much love of the cat, they say, kills the moth. Most love relationship got broken as a result of wrongly managed petty frail nerves. Like as I love to say, just musing.
I held on to my Love and refused to let Him go even when I feel him slipping away
There are many unsung Heroes whose heroism is lost in time and space
I wish I had Known Him many years ago, It,s not too late now though, but I wish I could rewind the time
In sequel to a previous poem, 'Sweet Memories Lingers', Good always sail over our pains if we take time to ponder.