I just dont understand
I dont understand the meaning of life
I just dont get why we always have to say goodbey?
We living from day to day
Here and there, sometimes we fade away
As we going through our lives
We say hello in the morning and goodbey in the night
You never know If the person will wake up
You never know when it gonna stop
I just dont get what we doing on earth
Why somethings are lost and wont return?
The first day when we are here
We already start with dying and growing with fears
The sea looks so calm and never ending
The forest distroit in mothers earth comanding
Why does are lives end in the time?
Why are we all ways the ones who have to say goodbey?
I just dont get why we always have to say goodbey?
We living from day to day
Here and there, sometimes we fade away
As we going through our lives
We say hello in the morning and goodbey in the night
You never know If the person will wake up
You never know when it gonna stop
I just dont get what we doing on earth
Why somethings are lost and wont return?
The first day when we are here
We already start with dying and growing with fears
The sea looks so calm and never ending
The forest distroit in mothers earth comanding
Why does are lives end in the time?
Why are we all ways the ones who have to say goodbey?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Bless The Goth: | Vrijdag, juni 25, 2004 13:10 |
| great poem!! I really like your style! don't give up, don't ask so much questions ;-) live your life, and be happy :-) | |
| gothicangel: | Vrijdag, april 30, 2004 16:57 |
| ik snap wat je bedoeld het leven is moeilijk te begrijpen maar hou vol je komt er wel | |
| Ana (stacia): | Maandag, april 19, 2004 22:51 |
| Nobody really does understand but most of them don't seem to mind. And if you would ever find out : please let me know ! ana |
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| Wicked Soul: | Donderdag, april 15, 2004 22:31 |
| Subliem, net als de rest. Leuke stijl ook. ;) Thanx for the positive reaction on my poem by the way. Life's what you make of it. Afscheid moeten nemen van iets of iemand die veel voor je betekent doet je echt beseffen hoeveel waarde ze voor je hadden. Kwestie van doorbijten en nooit opgeven, je komt er wel, tzal wel duidelijk worden wat jij belangrijk vindt int leven. Maak er het beste van. Knuffs |
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| Annemieke : | Zaterdag, april 03, 2004 18:05 |
| MOOI... | |
| The unreachable: | Zaterdag, april 03, 2004 09:32 |
| Het leven is niets..jij moet er gewoon iets van proberen maken...stel jezelf wat minder vragen, just enjoy ;-) | |
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| Auteur: DarkSinner | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 april 2004 | ||
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