A speck of sand once sat... by the road side
mesmerized by the view of emotions of different hue...
By the road side it stayed...
There is yet time to move it thought
Let me absorb the scene ,
Let me collect all that I ought
Few years went by.. it still thought i have yet some time
Others beseeched it to follow
not to live a life so hollow
Don't act like a mime
I wouldn't listen
There were tears to see that glistened
On many a cheek
Look at their eyes when they speak
Soon enough it was no fun..
I missed everyone..
It was time to move
alas it was too late.. coz i no longer a speck
I had become a stone..
So alone... So alone
Forever to observe..
never ever to respond..
For i didnt when i should
now I cant even if i want!
Hey Meena,
So, does this count as 127?!? Or, do we have to wait until the next poem on Rhyming Words?
Peter
this is not a poem.. so i guess you got to wait :O