Thursday, April 28, 2011

The Poem



Sitting on the bank of life

Churning out words of wisdom
Looking at the ocean of my soul
Hence, the birth of a poem.

How deep is the ocean
I cannot say
How relevant the wisdom
I do not know
But the course of my life

Has engraved this wisdom, the Poem.

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