Perhaps it is futile
To even start
Amends
When all the while
Attacks impart,
Offends
Just watching
In my corner
With a smile beside
When will he be sober
Right now still
Drunk with Pride.
Very brave subject and not easy to express.I liked futile and the leariness you display well.Nice piece friend :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When I read poems that makes use of simple diction, style and good story line I marvel at its creativeness. This I've come to know as the Genius brain of Cynthia. This piece is very good. Thats why you'll always be amongst my Favourite writers.