HIS STORY IS THAT HE IS ALIVE
AND AS FOR MANY THAT COULDNT LOOK BEYOND THE SUPRISE HE DECIDED TO SEARCH UPON THE SUNRISE
WITH STARS FROM ABOVE THAT KEPT THE TWINKLE IN HIS EYE. HE HAD A VISION THAT HE WOULDNT LET DIE
HE CHOOSE VICTORY WITH A HISTORY.A HISTORY OF LIFE.
A HISTORY OF TALES. A HISTORY OF NEVERENDING FAILS. FAILURE TO KEEP HIS LOVE SICKNESS AWAY WAS FAILURE TO KEEP FROM THE HOPELESSNESS OF KNOWING WHAT LEADS ON TO WAY, BUT NOT EITHER KNOWING OF COMING OR GOING OF THE FEELINGS THAT ARE EVER FLOWING.YET HE KEEPS HIS JOURNEY ALIVE WITH HOPE ANOTHER DAY
Good poem. Good write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Streets of salvation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting writing. I like the passion here. Keep on writing beautiful poetry like this.