I bet you idiolized
The sound of the soft song
I bet you compromised yourself
In the long run
You reminisced
But it's all gone
Disolved in speckles
Of dense dust
And you moved along
Down the road calling you
Oh, the blurs that blend
The days away
Rarely thought of
In the blinding Haze
A forward thrust
Cheers of the masses
And you never heard
The whisper
Of enough....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again that is inspiring the way you use different words to descibe different things is great. I really like this one it shows me from ur writing that its from the heart and experiences and feelings from deep inside you its great!