I do not want to wait or stop
Nor go back on my cards
The past remains behind my back
I have come off this far
Beckons? Nay, I hear those hoots
For them, I won't fall
Bittersweet- these butter fruits
Better ward off them all
So far what I gained would last
What is lost is past
Water isn't stored for once
What is life? Drink that!
30th June 2020
A beautiful poem imbued with wisdom and insight. Very inspiring. It propels one to rise despite obstacles in life. Beautifully written.
A magnificent piece of work with brilliant ending carrying a very pertinent inquisition.....10/10
Water isn't stored for once.......yeah right you are about life no sad for the gone away life.....that's past now the present......so drink on.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes! ! ! What is lost is past! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.