A Float...


Posted on 1st Dec 2020 04:27 pm by rohit kumar

Pen and paper are my tools

To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.

My praises aren't just given, they are earned.

Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.

Did you know?Explore Trending and Topic pages for more stories like this.

My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,

Only you can make yourself my friend.

So as I write, carving out my craft,

You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.

Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.

I don't want you to sound the alarm.

Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,

On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.

1 Like 0 Dislike
Previous poetry Next poetry
Other poetry

I Love Your Cute Smile

I love your eyes and your soft sighs.

I love your inner beauty, too.

I love the w

Very Special Friends

We didn't grow up together.

We didn't start as friends.

When we first got togethe

It Feels Like A Lifetime Ago

Feels like a lifetime ago

that I loved like that.

Wanting more

and more a

Lover Far Away

I lay in my bed and think about you.

I love you so much' I don't know what to do.

Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul

 

Take Me to the center of your soul

show me where you hide

lead me

Dine Destiny

There's none to compare to you,

When we're apart I feel so blue.

 

I

Second Best

I have a heart and it's quite broken.

I read your words as if they were spoken.

Y

A Friend Smile..

When someone's having a bad day,

A smile could go a long way,

So make sure to put

My Sister, My Friend

To me, you are an angel in disguise,

Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,

Alw

My Promises For You

If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,

painting your rainbows when the rains come.

Sign up to write
Sign up now to share your poetry.
Login   |   Register
Follow Us
Indyaspeak @ Facebook Indyaspeak @ Twitter Indyaspeak @ Pinterest RSS



Play Free Quiz and Win Cash