I am Meaningless
Pouring words of you
That is thrown at me
When I am subjective
Take you back
The meaning to you
But the sound
Of words
Ache the head
If I want to live with it
To taste bitter
To meditate better
To tolerate ear
More over
Consciously to nod
Adjust face to hoot
Prepare to venerate
Practice to suffer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful read I especially liked the opening lines, powerful and striking.
thanks dear Kevin