Behind the eyes of grey,
behind the empty smiles,
behind the laughter drawn astray,
lies a problem in denial.
Though pleasant on the surface,
one soon will come to see,
a man without a purpose,
something’s wrong with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful Afloat Joe first three lines are heart touching and the concluding line well grasped the pen keet it up future in this field to give a holy message to this earth keep and keep