A shadow passed over me
It took away all that was dear to me
A wild carefree life it used to be
When I was bit by the bumble bee
Do I love the venom still?
Or do I wish to be set free?
A mournful silence shouts at me
It eats away my serenity
I search for solace in deep words
But peace is not found in these worlds
I wander around in mindless confusion
Of love's potion I need an infusion
The darkness envelops
And hides my face
It will never regain true grace
The plot thickens it develops
A gurgling brook has broken down
It overflows into a flood, I frown
Those carefree days of yesteryears
When love was free
And there was honesty
It was for my taking
And yet I stalled
To the one and only I gave my all
Now I stand at crossroads very unsure
The distant skies looking more azure
Feet firmly in the ground
Or no more standing around
Tis an aerial flight I seek
To soar like clouds near the distant peak
I wait until it is again morn
This can't be right
It feels so wrong
The dark night is just a passing fancy
In true daylight I am mooring my flight
There may yet be hope and unknown delight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting write reminds me of some one else I just might be crowing a little bit too mush Anyway all this blather is getting on my wick and is taking away from this poem which I enjoyed.