drizzle in the mind
echoes from the past
leisure for thoughts
seeds for the logics
need for the pursuit
visions from the news
alerts from the mobile
messages through the ether
hurried conversations to muster content
err to gape at the time
now now now and no more
or morrows
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful composition...thoughts floated and words drizzled on the page...wow!