Inclined.
When thoughts were wedding bells
When thoughts were fantastic realities
But lost in mystic wishing wells
But lost in vain impossibilities
Declined.
Talked.
The sweetest words were in my mouth
The lips I wait to, by you, be kissed
But its tune to them seemed uncouth
But it's gone, in the wind, damned missed
Walked.
Crossed.
Such playful wind does to your scent
Such mirthful me, then I become
But so as fast, it's quickly spent
But so as fast, it's quickly gone
Lost.
Lovely piece of poetry written with insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. ➕9
Lovely piece of poetry written with insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fine start with a nice poem, James. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks