Our mind at times
are filled with crazy thoughts
of things that others
have long forgot.
They dance around
inside our heads
whenever we lie
down upon our beds.
Crazy thoughts of things we did
in the young lives we lead.
They seem crazy now
in the years as we grow.
They still linger in our memory
those days when we were free,
the days of our carelessness
and acting a bit crazy.
24 September 2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem