A Rock
21 May, 2000
Author: Tim Koehler
The life of a rock
That's the life for me
No boulder, no pebble
A rock is what pleases me
A rock has no feelings
A rock tells no lies
A rock hasn't a family
To comfort it's sighs
A rock watches life
From only what passes by
But a rock won't see much
For his head, never held high
A rock can never love
For a rock hasn't a heart
A rock plays it safe
For no one he'll ever part
A rock wouldn't mind cracking
A rock would never care
A rock has no emotion
No intention to share
A rock never bleeds
For a rock feels no pain
Since a rock is so hard
No wonder it never complains
For i am this rock
That no one understands
But behind the cold stone
There is always a helping hand
I show no feeling
I tell no lies
But here i am my love
To comfort all your sighs
Yes the life of a rock
It could be the life for me
But if i were never there for you
Nothing would ever please me...
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Meridian (152.163.100.197) -- Wednesday, June 8 2005, 02:23 am Living life as a rock. Something solid, hard, and you're right....without the five senses. You make me wanna become a rock Tim! You've got the gift, don't quit! In other words, I am a fan of your poetry! |
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