! ! ! Does Black Ink Ever Turn Grey? Comments

i'm pretty sure i will Re-visting this rhyme but that's if i will still be able to remember. Nice poem

Luminous thoughts provoking poem.10+++

Barry's right this is a brilliant poem. My red hair is grey and I guess I enjoy every moment as it comes along, so I am glad I qualify to return and read this poem. But I have cheated, I enjoyed it so much I have taken a copy to read at leisure. Age is unimportant, we can only live moment as it comes along. Bob 10+++

yoh! man what a brilliant poem, your mind is so increbible. I wish I could meet more people of your kind.

Hi there, certainly does compliment my piece. Have to agree with Alf, u certainly have the talent for a 19 year old, i'd love to read what u write after you've experienced a bit more of life's ups & downs. The end product is always better, so keep maturing with regards to your writing.

Nkululeko for a nineteen year old you have great forevision.. I hope you read it again when you are my age 65. A good read, and black ink does turn grey believe me. how about reading my Zimbabwean drums?

a lovely poem to read, well structure love it

This is a nice poem it reminds us that time is too precious to waste and what ever you do yuo mustn't look back and regret.

I BEG TO DIFFER! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! read yoonoos peerbocus poem silvery years. i hope in my old years i will be smiling over my life and the fulfilment and love i imparted over people.not be sad and bitter but calling my journey to eternity and to meet my god.

This is written be a very young man. Obviously, a young man with a heart who has more on his mind than young women. This is not normal. But normal behavior for one his age is certain to be either a crime, a sin, or stupid. Let us take this time to praise the abnormal teenager. GW62

Hiya Nkuli - I really enjoyed reading this. It's good to be 'light' about life & this kind of poetry reminds us that life is life & we have to grin & bear it as best we can. A really good write - well done.

This is such a cool poem. Also often wonder where time and friends went. And realise that i'm far more content with my own company anyways :)