Behind eyes
Foretasted in delusion
Lived still disbelieved…
for no reason…
Can a ring have an outlet?
a mysterious plot
some Doubtful plays
still.. In a want of
A flowery trail..
True.. false
Or either ways
love fear and
Golden gates
Re-lived?
Predicted?
No..
Chancy,
Dicey,
Till dooms day
LIFE…
Is it just a dream?
(March 14,1.25 p: m)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Cherry. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks.