The foundation
is cracked
letting time
slip through.
A flood of
memories
approach the
shore
raindrops keep
falling
touching thoughts
haunting her
existence.
Powerful imaginary thoughts...Still haunting her existence, though the foundations is cracked...Different thoughts are coming to my mind...Very Beautiful and I liked it...
Time slips Thoughts breaks Vision fads Existence questions Priority changes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so nice is the poem for its beauty lies in tone and sweet words.. like it