Draw me across you canvass,
A Storm in my rage,
Color me with soft hues,
A breeze of never ending crusade,
Sketch me with charcoal,
Bleakness in my veins,
Let all the colors dissolve,
When I find absolution in rain………………..
That's the sign of a true poet. Wonderfully expressed. You make me proud my friend☺
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Lucifera. Been meaning to catch up with you since reading your kind comment. Your poetry has much feeling but I have always found it difficult to read poetry other than those that rhyme like mine. Wish you well.