Poetry,
Sometimes born
From insecurity,
From being
Lost,
Thirsty for answers
To get back on course,
Like a capsized vessel
Lost at Sea.
Poetry!
Please.
Bring life
Back to me.
"Thirsty of answers"…. Poetry is always thirsty of answers for the for the questions of life that are never asked…
Very nice comments, inducive to deep thought. Thank you my friend, and all the best.
I had posted a tiny note here. But it has disappeared. The trauma of ph!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was disconnected suddenly when I made another comment so I have to come back to say that Poetry will never leave us no matter what state in life we are. A heartfelt write.
Your words for this little poem are more meaningful with a beauty and depth than the poem itself possesses