The weary days are over
and now i can say it all over
to any one with a listening ear,
I mean all my errs
from loving too much
to feeling remorse
for a crime by a dutch
but carried because i tossed
a coin of barrier
disguised as burden carrier
Well, i now know better
that daddy and mummy
talked from their tummy
with the wealth of affection,
the truth about life.
Though these truths are handcuffs
with so much borders
like an ant in a trough
that has to bother,
The truths are only to prevent
being really in shackles.
Once beaten twice shy,
I think there will be no next time.
DON'T ASK WHY.
our experiences make us learn lessons the truth may be bitter but accepting the biter truth will help us taste sweet success in future
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so true so true......well done