HE escapes into this uncharted tragedy,
opens a file, writes down his lesson,
then laughs at all the misspelled words,
betrayer he thinks, comes from the ambush,
of a heart thats been drinking to much
love, hey, i better write that down, his
eyes flutter open, his hand to pen, and on
a canvas, he draws a picture of you.
David, good write, makes me imagine what the picture looks like... Brian
Hi David, I will be honest, it seems like a nice poem, but I'm not sure of the message behind it. Sorry. Unique write. Take care.
AWESOME PIECE...FORCEFULL EXPRESSION...WELL CRAFTED STRUCTURE''''''''''''''''''FRANK
Staring up at the ceiling he remembers that to truly see any thing at all, first he must let his eyes glaze then he must see through it, A great write, love Duncan x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
solid piece, David, from the uncharted tragedy to the artwork of HER. Sus.