Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Monday, October 10, 2005
Lighthouse
Amidst the shadowy night, lighthouse stands high, radiating its golden gleam
Warning ships of unheard perils lurking in the sea with its circling lights
4 comments:
Anonymous
said...
any hidden meaning?
If yes, I am too dumb to see through the words.
Or maybe you are referring to your life as a teacher, all alone , giving light to all the students.
4 comments:
any hidden meaning?
If yes, I am too dumb to see through the words.
Or maybe you are referring to your life as a teacher, all alone , giving light to all the students.
If not, Its not the first time i'm wrong.
Regards,
M.
Its means exactly what is written. No hidden meaning there. Its based on the picture.
Not a very fine work but its all could manage.
I usually have the habit of embarrassing myself :-)
M.
Hey, thats Ok. Its life!!!
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