I sat down my window to watch myself being ruined to rages
the end of a story, tragically, running down from ages
the character may have a tint of cruel face of reality
and my inner core of soul whisper-yeah you are guilty.
faces may change, what with the intention
my heart now forgotten you to mention
those nights are a little bit darker now
when our bodies sublime into one and you cry wow..!
i may found my words pointless and a series of dumbness
i my eyes still search for you crying being God bless
may for you, your man may build a series of palace
unfortunetly for me and my soul, you will always be heartless..
Wonderful..... piece of literature.... if you have time read By the river of Piedra I sat down and wept by paulo coelho
beautiful poem, you have decorated your poem with nice images and words, i enjoyed reading the poem, thanks for sharing, Great Poet, if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
VERY BEAUTIFUL verse o young poet