What's in a poem?
A life, a sigh
So many good moments
That pass you by,
So many dreams,
That reach the sky
So many love stories,
That laugh, that cry
And so many questions
Unanswered,
Why?
Yet, we want to live,
To love, to write,
Discover secrets
Of crying, doves
Even as Sunset cometh
Taking away life's light,
We must never stop,
Loving Beauty, giving Love
Respecting Life,
And always
Upholding what is right.
Poetry’s life exists eternally in the universe of everything. I love it, dear Ma’am Sandra...10++❤️❤️❤️
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I would like to translate this poem
CONGRATULATIONS FINALLY YOU HAVE WON NOW YOU ARE 471 HOLD ON DON'T LEAVE YOUR GUN PH MUST AWAY SHUN WELL DONE SF poetess