I've forgotten how to think how strange this is for me.
To forget a thought that you need the most
the complex way you shake your brain in hope
it might return.
Even trying not to think incase it come back oh
how strange this is to forget a thought that had to
make so much sence but now that thought got lost
and the sense follow it to.
To loss the thought to think and think the thought
had gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello Poet Maria. I don't know if you intended it to be funny, but it hit me that way. I wrote an entire poem, had it almost completed and then deleted it. I next tried to remember it and ended pup writing an entirely new poem. O well. I enjoyed. Come and visit my work when you can. Loyd