Love is truth
and rest is enigma.
-Then the business of
frenzied moments is on.
Futile chase of
flying stars.
Many coloures slip-away
from the dancing
Black and White shadows.
Dumbfound, I try to
keep my sanity
-God knows for what!
Hey...I still walk the
same trail, not fully
sure about destination
-does it matter?
Love is truth
and rest is enigma.
Who's whispering...
Love is truth
and rest is enigma.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rail! The same trail. Thanks for sharing.