The cry of a birth
of a joy, of a pride
joins now on earth
In the stroll, in the stride
O why, dear child, that you do ask
To take upon you, such big a task
to water the rivers, to bathe the seas
When the birds and the bees, their families cease
Welcome Joy, nevertheless
Hoping for you, it'll be painless
We're out of silver to line the clouds
and Rainbow's treasures, are deep in doubts
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Fantasy or Fallacy? Acts, scenes, dramas - or excerpts of reality?
By The Hesitant Writer
This may be the few initial chapters, parts, acts, scenes - of a book, script, drama.. who knows? who cares?
In truth, these can be anything.
To force upon it a specific name, label, genre or topic, would take too much an effort.
And I hesitate to ponder too much about such trivialities. Such frivolities mar my peace, such insistence will only make me hesitant to write.
Yet i know, for many, it has to be one or the other, or otherwise, never...
only.. I am not, and never have been, amongst the many.
In truth, these can be anything.
To force upon it a specific name, label, genre or topic, would take too much an effort.
And I hesitate to ponder too much about such trivialities. Such frivolities mar my peace, such insistence will only make me hesitant to write.
Yet i know, for many, it has to be one or the other, or otherwise, never...
only.. I am not, and never have been, amongst the many.
Act 1 Scene 1, and thereafter
- Arguments (4)
- Conversations (4)
- The Forbidden (5)
- Thoughts (10)
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