creating writing painting something
like clouds in the sky
the sunset shimmering in the quiet ocean's slumber
or the nature's beauty
struggling with the new
rebellious with the young
wise with the old
but forever with the life's path on and on
lying awake with the moon's eyes by the sake
wandering around the world as it spins
hasting on the outer
but calm from within
these stories upon life and death
brings out the tears of sorrow yet of happiness
with the four seasons
spring, summer, fall, winter
the beauty of life all within a special self
this thin veil that blocks us away
should be opened like a heart blooming to truth
each day, each second passing by
treasure it, cherish it to the last
journeys to the past, present, future
brings out the best in you
sadly but sometimes bringing the worst out of the best
as each step takes into place with every key upon this piano
let these go
cherish these memories
knowing remembering hopefully til the last
play each second and make it count
close your eyes
sway to this
say what you mean
and don't turn back other than to regret to the last
so crack up a smile or two and bring out the best
cuz this is a present from me to you
and forever shall it last in your very heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem