Why? What? How? Where?
Questions at every toss, questions at every turn,
Find me a land devoid of these queries…
Where none exists but only the fact series, That can’t be questioned, need not be answered.
Take me to the waters of unquestioning waves…
Which offer a ride without having the answer craze, Which freely embrace, and let go without a trace.
Discover me a forest with bright skies…
Which envelops me in its unquestioning eyes, That blink their love, from the high above.
Locate me such a wonderful world…
With no room for the whys and the wheres, And a banner on the door that says: No Questions, Please! Fresh @$@love Poems Reflective musings about Freedom Short Poems about Questions
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You are missed whenever rain hits my heart Does these drops take my worth to you every season I speak my stories to these silver tear drops for hours Do you get every word of mine? Or Do you breathe
Page 1. the celebrated sailing frog from Montgomery County went a court’n, or so the tale iz toad to a grand ole mansion built around 1910, and e’en ‘pon being razed ~2012 ah no dummy sea worthiness still plainly showed,
Clip not the wings of imagination Let it fly its uncharted way Yield now and then to temptation Let the spirit be free and gay Suit not the action to the image Fresh be your speech, and acts new How
I thought it belonged to only I, But you have claimed it for yourself. You say I should hurry up and die, That I’m only good for killing myself. I don’t wish to hear you, But you stole my hands.
Civil war: Again you are visiting the childhood.A green pond. Smoke filled eyes ask, what was a home? A black city of white hills. You were climbing on dreams to reach a baby moon. And the night was very long,