I cast aside my feelings for a moment
And listened to the tale the old man read
And for a while it took me on a journey
Describing as it did, the life he led
His travels and adventures had me spellbound
He let his flow of words paint many sights
Of many loves and losses, on the rebound
And the reasons he spent long and lonely nights
But his stories had such meaning and expression
That my mind had entered his endearing world
And hearing things explained in such a fashion
They broke your heart as each tale had unfurled
The many seasons he set out before me
With depth and deepness stretching every line
Has made me thinK I ought to tell a story
I wonder who'd be interested in mine?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I would be interested in your story, as your poem was highly interesting. You have one little misprint you probably want to change. On live fifteen I'm sure you meant THINK instead of THING.