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Sunday, April 22, 2012

Poem 38-Weekends


@noddingtoMusic:
For the ones who've got a life
The weekends pass in a blur
The ones with nowhere to go
For them,the weekends don't matter



@sumitrai100:
Friday why are you so far from Monday and so close to Sunday,
Those 5 days we fight like bruised warriors,surviving day by day,
Weekends come,repair us,remind us there is a life,pretty and beautiful,we must strive for
Time passes n we are in next battle only with the hope to see another weekend,to live another life.


@MinolAjekar:
Friday  is spent looking at the time, checking for beer’o’clock
Saturday speeds as you confirm if you made yourself a mock.
Sunday is well- spent with family and friends,
Next week has till Friday to make amends.


@Gods_Evangelos:
W- The wonders we do are class apart,
E- The extremes we go do save the chart,
E- The empathy we grow within is so sublte,
K- The King we dream is at the end of a Beer Glass.

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