I can't always remained hopeful
For that someday solution
But I do-spite of everything,
I only want what I can do...
It is too funny-society,
How fast it really moves,
Not fast enough-I am afraid
To wire my short-circuit moods...
Back to stay-don't believe it,
I will be gone in a hurry soon...
So, what for ghosts of fictions past,
They will be reincarnated-
I presume!
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Great Poet, i'am afraid too.Be avant garde has your price! ! ! The time never is ours, always belongs the others. connecting and disconnecting the wires
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Deep poem dear sir. Everybody will be gone. Sooner or later. I wish mine would be tomorrow. But it doesn't happen. Anyway, thanks for your comment. Best Wishes.