A Bridge
People in this life are born to be something. Some of them might be doctors, others might
be architects, or may be farmers or even just to be poor.. Whereas some others are born
with a golden spoon.
What does it mean to be a bridge...But have you ever thought of people who are born to be a BRIDGE??
What does it mean to be a bridge
It is in short to witness everyone passing over ,to see them, hear them , lead them and
show the path , laugh for there happiness and cry for the sufferings , but only for a transit moments when they do pass over
.
Then to be again , alone and in vain , left to the wind and no one to find, to the rain , to the
pain,to the times chain .
Once as a bridge I thought of trying to be a human again, to share ,to care, and to move
every where , and get red of the ice I for long have spared .
But could I or could not , it is a thought of rot
.
That people will astray; if they looses the way
.
For that and in a hurry , I didn’t forgot the story….and was deeply happy of being a
human bridge..a way .. a path , lonely and sad, but after all that , is not too bad
People in this life are born to be something. Some of them might be doctors, others might
be architects, or may be farmers or even just to be poor.. Whereas some others are born
with a golden spoon.
What does it mean to be a bridge...But have you ever thought of people who are born to be a BRIDGE??
What does it mean to be a bridge
It is in short to witness everyone passing over ,to see them, hear them , lead them and
show the path , laugh for there happiness and cry for the sufferings , but only for a transit moments when they do pass over
.
Then to be again , alone and in vain , left to the wind and no one to find, to the rain , to the
pain,to the times chain .
Once as a bridge I thought of trying to be a human again, to share ,to care, and to move
every where , and get red of the ice I for long have spared .
But could I or could not , it is a thought of rot
.
That people will astray; if they looses the way
.
For that and in a hurry , I didn’t forgot the story….and was deeply happy of being a
human bridge..a way .. a path , lonely and sad, but after all that , is not too bad
best wishes....................jojocosta
