It wasn't my wish to let go,
After months and years of being gay
To a summary of differences
Created by indeferences.
We hoped for a true tomorrow
But change happened before time.
It wasn't my wish to let go,
Whose was it?
Perfection was your folly
And it wasn't your fault
For mama never made you of it
But for a cause of tomorrow
You chose a path from your sane condition.
I come to believe it wasn't your wish to let go
But whose was it?
Many complain of middle parties
I did not think of them
Were they parents of our circumstances?
I do not know
Neither do you
They say It wasn't our faults to let go
But whose was it?
A profound bit of verse set aside for honest reflection. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing, Desmond. Remain enriched.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, D. E. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.