dream alot about the meaning of it
feeling the pain of it all alot of times
am i meant to be this manner lost and
confused
does my time have to be dealt with trivia
or can it be moved from this epiphany
can i have a dream like moment of when time
was great or am i to wonder the values i have lost
flirting with the line of destiny wondering when it meant
to be
can it be seen from the enemy who is my many enemies
does they want to be in imprisonment or shall i
lock my heart with chain and keys
love the one thing that we all drive and run for
yet we have not clue as to how its meant to be like
a glue
why must we all learn to love and only can it be felt
when the love is gone like a fluttering butterfly
mistakes of love are the ones confused with
questions of love or lost lines here it comes and
it cross pie line
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem