Do they have a name?
Some do.
Very definite and clear ones.
But the others….
Well, they just can’t be tied down,
With a name or on a wall!
With a name or on a wall!
Funny as it sounds.
They could be mighty confusing.
They could be mighty confusing.
You bond and bind…
Yet the hours fail to name them,
Or tame them into precise frames.
Yet the hours fail to name them,
Or tame them into precise frames.
But I love them.
For they ask no questions.
For they ask no questions.
They go by no rules...
Spontaneous are they by nature,
Mould them as you please.
Spontaneous are they by nature,
Mould them as you please.
But name them never.
Lest they cease to relate.
Lest they cease to relate.
Cool poem!! Looks like someone is in a platonic relationship with someone !! wink!!
ReplyDeleteLOL ..Thank You :) But this is not about one person or one relationship...
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