2008...........
From time to time again of soul
searching from my bleeding
sobriety World soul to my struggling
mind, by intensity of feelings &
earthiness & pains in the bottom of
my stomachic stomach & desires of my
lonely bleeding rhythm & blues lyrical
heart that's in search of a lost
caring Heart out in the cold cold
heartless stomachic world of today,
although peaces of dreams are still
floating & lurking around that lie in
wait in a place of concealment from a
love of a female gender, who will
ever love a spirit like this, that all
it really ever wonted was to be loved
for eternity, I wonder, will
it ever recover from it's wondrous war
marks, from MY bleeding sobriety World
souled, heart.... as I try to analyze the
purpose of my life, as why it has been,
& as it is today & all I can think of is
I feel no love from a special Princess,
From the Bleeding art rock Arthur:
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem