A skinny vagabond comes from afar,
and he himself doesn't know
where he comes from?
Or his destination.
Perhaps this could be a stopover.
He is only a tenant of the building
and it's belongs to a debutante
who lives in delusion.
Poor fellow needs a tinker to mend his soul
and he is anxiously searching a panacea.
Will he be able to find?
before he enlisted to the run away crowd.
Another spiritual message from your ever fertile pen. Beautifully composed. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Richly metaphorical. This young man does indeed need, ..'A tinker to mend his soul'. A very vivid story.10, for you. Kind regards, Sandra
iiiiiiiiii like it. Creates a great old tyme image. Lylyanna
who lives in delusion, great line, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , nice poem...
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I would like to translate this poem
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