there z this boy.....that i used to know
so strong willed, irrelevantly heady
fearless and unbelievably despising
not coz he had it all, sure he didn't
for a fact his life was wanting in more..
than just an aspect, that just wasn't it.
who cared anyway......at least not him
it wasn't yielded of fulfillment...no
he just didn't give the very least of a damn
well at least that was who he used to be
used to, ya used to be, because he
outlived his pride only left with a shadow..
of his former self
Along life's lengthy paths
he`d been tamed of his ego
he had head on collided with love
never felt so outwitted, yet....
never felt more lighter
never felt more accomplished
never felt more complimented
yah more fulfilled.
Now there was more to his life
than just him....there was you
love found him, thrust him flat face on u
right through the pores of your skin
finding settlement in thine heart
now he not only non-misses his former self
he despises him and he glad
he lost him to only but a a memory
for a better loving life....a life with u
i love u Liza always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem