poet wallows alone in words in days toils writings
no one follows words sacrifice written no one reads
follows committed no one ever will none were found
worthy to read masterpieces rare masterpieces rare...
are not gifted absorbed back into my eternal flames
infusing poet soul with heights of self realizations
to attain heights none no one others may never read
written with power urgency death time cheating...
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem