Somewhere any where their is peace
tranquility hope such a place I used to
look only to the mind it rejects me now
to much have you put in never taking
any out no room with all the clutter
must you now toss some out
carefully soon you must choose
or be tossed out of your
head forever.
Voices and choices! ! Muse of love and life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fascinating. i've been tossed out of a house, several times, but not out of my head. maybe i should give it a try. bri :)