I saw a drunken man on the farthest land
Where the taverns of ecstasy come to stand
He bent right and left like untied ship
Whom the jealous sober would come to grip
Were are you from, I ventured ask
No where, he said, with little task
He continued:
Half of mud I am and half of soul
One part so good, one part foul
One part of sea, other of land
One part jewel, one part sand
Befriend me, I said, for so close we are
No difference, he said, close or far
Wanderer I am, have lot to say
Will you listen, don't go away
It's love I seek, have no demand
That's all I want, you understand?
Wow marvelous poem on a paradox, nicely rhymd. Pls do coment my latest, a gambling poem.
One part so good, one part foul One part of sea, other of land One part jewel, one part sand Nice lines!
There are major changes, it has a new form and lovely write for sure_Soul
Interesting write, you done well here just i was confused when i saw the word asid in your poem, then i knew that it was typo of said..hahahaha...you doing very nice poetry but be careful dont type so fast it will make some typo..keep it up Mohamad_Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very beautiful.the meaning u r trying to transfer is so marvelous.the only thing we try to get is love.the its both side is beauty~nb