(i dont really like this, but i thought of it all at once, i've never written anything before and was wondering if i could get a few pointers, cheers)
What've we got to look forward to
tomorrows just another day
everythings so permanent
there's nothing more to say
we spend each day as the last
working eating sleeping
yet, dreaming of living fast
a life free of time keeping
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poetry is a spiritual expression of the soul! Continue to write what you feel....as you feel it. Poetry writing is first a selfish endeavor. So.....go ahead....and..soothe your soul my friend!