Watch caught dead man walking
hung upon an instant sudden
unsolicited crime forfeited passion.
Cannot escape sight hooked pain
the loneliness the reverence driftwood
carried by high-heeled humanity.
Love hung upon a dew mist shroud
a forfeited unfulfilled red flower
like ankle chains hobbling cast out eternity.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem