As Is Life


Posted on 17th Oct 2020 04:21 pm by rohit kumar

It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a jamboree of all sorts,

A patchwork of joys and regrets.

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You remember the days when you mess up,

The days when sadness brings tears,

But you forget all those small happy moments

When it's laughter that brings you to tears.

 

If only we could be happy forever,

To look forward, not think of the past,

Our lives would be full of elation,

With sadness a ghost of the past.

 

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Our Mysterious Love

As I lay here in the dark by your side,

You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<

In Jesus I Abide

No matter what happens in my life,

Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,

Whatever befalls

While You Weren't Here

While you weren't here

I cried every night.

A million tears fell,

Still,

The Ghost Of My Past

Fumbling, stumbling,

around in the dark.

Fighting, igniting,

flames from

Best Kinds

The best kinds of people are warm and kind.

They are always there and they never mind.

A Friendship Love

You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.

You use affectionate words to extol.

Y

No More Sadness

It's done and it's over

I'm through with misery

No more sadness

No more y

My Sweet Love

I see you in my thoughts and dreams.

When I awake, how real it seems.

You aren't

My Confession

My love for you is uncontrollable.

My feelings for you are unstoppable.

Can't go

My Friend Hope

I have an invisible friend

Who guides me through dark and pain.

She always tells

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