Thank God For Plumbers


Posted on 20th Jul 2020 03:10 pm by rohit kumar

Two old friends met on the street,

Hadn't talked in many a year;

"How's your family,?" asked this dear old friend,

"I'd really like to hear."

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"George has a Master's in literature,"

The other said, with pride,

"And Mary's a grad in modern art,

Her career she has yet to decide."

 

"And How's Willy," the first friend kindly asked,

While the other displayed defeat;

"Oh, Willy's a plumber," she sighed, hanging her head,

"But wit

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True Friend

A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows

Or maybe like the ocean that gently flows

I Love You Well

I wish not to love you much,

Only to love you well.

Much is but a quantity,

To Fall In Love

Give me your loving,

give me your heart,

give me everything we won't be apart.

Your Path, My Heartbreak

You are blinded by shame

For all you have done

It hurts me so bad

That I

Without His Love

What has happened is never spoken,

And everything around me has been broken.

Ther

Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?

You poison me with your eyes,

Your lips curving, drawing me in.

How can you trust

I Can Be Anything You Want And Need

I can be the silence

when the world around you

gets to be too loud.

 

Final Moments

It wrecks me, that last moment

that played out so wrong.

Our hopeless eyes locked

Broken When You Left

Baby, I guess it was never meant to be.

I miss what we used to be,

but baby, can'

He'll Never Know

I want to run, I want to hide

From all the pain he caused inside.

I want to screa

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