Be

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
0 Altın Yaprak
Be what it is to be. No matter if the doing of it, Seems a lonely task to walk. Talking to yourself. Answering your own questions asked. At least the importance of the conversation, Will not be interrupted... By voices heard coming from others. Unless... Those voices heard you hear, Are recognized from the past. To have been then ignored. And that lonely path you have chosen, Is regretted to remember being warned... To listen with a paying attention to others, Can be of benefit. With this to realize one day too late, Stupid decisions to make... Could have been avoided. If stubbornness to know it well, Had not been regarded as having intelligence. Especially without experience to acquire. Be dumb. Be stupid. Even those who are today thought to be wise, Are recovered fools themselves. But not often heard volunteering to admit it!

Bu şiire çeviri ekle ·

Bu şiiri puanla

Henüz puan verilmemiş

Yıldıza dokunarak 1–10 arası puan ver

Yorumlar

Yorum yapmak için giriş yapmalısın.

Giriş yap

Bu şiire henüz yorum yapılmamış. İlk sen ol.

Sana daha iyi bir okuma deneyimi sunabilmek için sitemizde çerez kullanıyoruz. Kişisel verilerin KVKK ve GDPR kapsamında işlenir; hangi çerezlere izin verdiğini dilediğin zaman değiştirebilirsin.