I don't know what made me write this suddenly. ... m not at all good at poetry. ...just an amateur work...
There is more to it...
Obviously. ...much more to it...
Every word spoken. ..Every deed done. .Every gesture made...
Doesn't speak out for itself...completely. ..
No..it doesn't! It cannot do so...
There is more to it...
Obviously...much more to it...
Every path walked... Every hand held. ...Every warmth felt...
Doesn't define itself. ...completely. ...
No ...it doesn't! It cannot do so. ...
There's more to it...
Obviously. ..much more to it...
Every goal reached. ..Every joy felt. ... Every tear shed...
Doesn't end a chapter. ...completely. ..
No...it doesn't! It cannot do so...
There's more to it...
Obviously. .much more to it...
But...
Every time you live... Every time you breathe... Every time you feel...
Does mark the end of mere existence. ..
Does mark the beginning of sheer life...
There's nothing more to it...
Obviously...there's no more to it...
Nothing more than...LIFE!!!!!!
Edited by ---Kaushi--- - 11 years ago