A Wise Shell

Aug 01, 2014 21:38

Listen to wise words.

Words I shall give to the one who listens.

Listen not hear.

If you hear but not listen you shall not hear me.

Sounds of oceans can be heard if you listen closely.

Seagulls squaking though the mouth of my shell.

People behind the back of their friends.

A whistle of a worried official who sees a dangous creature in the horizon.

Rough surface on the outside while soft on the inside.

People judge,people criticise me just because they don't understand.

Sell and sell me again.

Evil hands grab me and use.me over and over again.

I am waiting for a kind soul to take me and care for me.

But for now I wait.

poetry

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