செப்ரெம்பர் 13, 2006

Price for Stealing

Posted in English Poems இல் 9:00 முப by CAPitalZ

When I was a child
I stole the sky – not
big enough
When I was a kid
I stole the earth – not
long enough
When I was a teenager
I stole the water and fire – not
good enough
At last,
When I was a man
I stole the heart of a woman
Oh my lord…
I paid the price for stealing!

 

 

When you are a child, you are always on your back and hence see the sky all the time.
When you are kid, you are always running around.
When you are a teenager, you may try some alcohol and cigarettes.
But wait till you are in love.

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