Precious
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The older I get, the more I realize that there is nothing more precious than time,
And that once I let it go, I can never get back something that is no longer mine.
Can I stare at you?
It's just a question,
See,
Me and my friends,
Think you're precious,
Can you... Smile??
I just wanted to know..
The way you react,
is offputting,
and slow...
Dear one, what did you say?
A dining hall, a distant day,
It seems it was time
For goodbye,
Speaking of my eyes,
‘They shine so bright’,
Words said (or words of this kind),
Dear Nephew,
You are small but mighty, magnificent and daring, bold with grace,
and fearless till the end. Spunk is the definition of your soul,
and wonder your ambition in life. The path before you,
My sister is a diamond,
illuminating into surrounded darkness.
Tears are falling like the rain from the sky,
she does handle a lot.
Facing pain?
She is made of steel.
She does not utter “NO”,
You ask me who am I
I’m the expression of beauty seen only by few,
the splattered paint people call art
He got depressed
The pain had got the best
Of him and his mind
No one knew of his distress
Because he was the best
At hiding things
He chose the blade and then gently caressed
LIFE
It's a journey, that's what life is,
Many paths to choose from,
The choice is yours, pick wisely and reap rewards,
Or play the ignorant fool,
Fireflies dance beneath the moonlight,
Their little bulbs flashing bright.
The crickets sing their favourite song,
Encouraging me to sing along.
The smell of flowers tints the air,
I can’t read you
All I know is what I feel
Ask me to explain it
And the words just disappear
Life is so precious
Don’t ever loose sight of that
Of the small things
Those that are worth cherishing
Turn up the corners of your smile
What you have is precious
what you say is precious.
How you walk is precious
how you live is precious.
