FADE
Jaded or faded
Guess it doesn’t really matter
Is it you
Or is it me
Clouds got caught
In my tea
Like a still day
In the forest
Or a breeze-less
Day on the bay
My mind draws a blank
Like an outlaw
Who just robbed a bank
Memories that can ‘t hear
Fading fast
Like a tear
Remembering one last blast
2/7/08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem