The junk that I write
Turns out alright
Talk about the world
The ideas I have held
Of colourful rainbows
And mystery shows
Go back to the beginning
And the process of winning
Be it close to the end
And sometimes I pretend
Know some stories are real
Shed a tear as the real deal.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem