We want and we can't have,
We want and we Cannot have,
And Life goes by like a fleeting ship,
A bad clip, in a bad play
That stops at no port,
And has nothing to say.
And with no Hope for Tomorrow, per se
The Dream, stops here
You know the end is very near
And all of that Love you have accumulated
Will wither and die and go to waste,
In your Life all those Dreams shattered
In the utmost and most ridiculous way.
We want and we can't have, We want and we Cannot have, What is the difference between the two, poet? Sorry, English is not my mother tongue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The end is very near! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.