The life turned sour!
avoiding a bleak past i abhor
i stroll to the beach; swam ashore
the life turned sour!
my days filled with anger and pain
the sun’s warmth beginning to wane
thunderstorms and ferocious rain.
The life turned sour!
looking at the moon distant and pale
like it is willing to cry and wail.
Of these pitiful sights
i don’t want more
the life turned sour!
seeking a refuge, a little zone
to voice my feelings and moan
to fulfill my belated ambitions
to finish what I started before
The life turned sour!
finding answers is my mission
building a world of my creation
knowing where is the door? ?
The life turned sour!
Poignant but a poem in great fine metaphor! Wow! I hope u read mine too.
very good poem ' life turned sour thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If life turn sour, add some sweetness into it...dont be sad over the plate, change what you have now..sure you still can taste better life, and only you can manage to fit your taste...so come on, dont feel bad..do try to be better.. nice adrenalin poem, keep it up Aziz_Soul