I write whenever I feel like and life itself is a poem.I do not write for a reward but to relate and break barriers of creed and race. I believe that you only live once, so live life to the full.The secret of happiness is to be concerned about others with mind ,body and soul.In the happiness of others lies true happiness.
I am a people's person aaaaand I love to meet people and exchange notes.I have been teaching English for years and I come from a family that values education and I love to read ,hear music and am adept at marketing as well.
Unfortunately there is too much exploitation in the academic fied here and there is no real value for a highly educated person and the pay scales are shocking .People who have no options get stuck in their professions .I want to finish my book in the next two years.
I am a people's person aaaaand I love to meet people and exchange notes.I have been teaching English for years and I come from a family that values education and I love to read ,hear music and am adept at marketing as well.
Unfortunately there is too much exploitation in the academic fied here and there is no real value for a highly educated person and the pay scales are shocking .People who have no options get stuck in their professions .I want to finish my book in the next two years.
- Last seen on Oct 21 12:38 PM. Member since November 16, 2003.
- I'm a supertopaz delight poet for 65 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "live life full size".
- I am a woman (India)
- When I'm not writing, I'm an educationist.
- I have 65 comments, 1 column, 14 poems
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They told me to remember to forget and they told me to smile I had already broken my back and wearily walked many a mile19 lines, 1 comment, July 15, 2008. In Pain
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kitty cried on christmas day and kitty cried that night / the mouse next door was in a violent mood and so they began to fight / and grave old clouds rolled all over the sky that time / the clock was slow and sleepy and forgot it had to chime / - floating in the dark at sharepoetry
the dogs had left but the people were barking in the park - she went when the flowers were blooming at sharepoetry
she went when flowers were blooming / she went when the day was gay / not a soul was really mourning / it seemed she wasn't far away / the birds ,they were chirping / the wind chimes sang a song / with her sweet memories we / just rolled
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blazingleo on December 17, 2003The doves on the snow
and the snow on the roofs
and the snow on the ground
memories of you surround
life is like a lovely mound
Rainier looks like an ice cream cone
Laugh till it tickles your bone and
when the water trickles down the creek
sit down and think but do not weeep
get up and try but do not cry or moan
the night of life is young I know
glide in love's boat and gently row
Edited on Aug 08, 5:46 p.m. because ''.
