Hope speaks
yet my heart feels
tears flow down my cheek
at least I am real
Hope or heart
to feel the pain
Or to look for the sunshine in the rain
Faking smiles
In rooftop terraces
the Ferris wheel of life
let me go off to murder my strife
A vacation for frustration
My heart is black hole
longing and empty, wilful and bold
Hope is bird singing in a distant cage
a heart is strange thing to age
with my ageing heart
I give you my wisdom and advice
but you won't see the payment I made
the cut and paste words that shade
and shadow this page
the ones I didn't say which are hidden
But pave the way
Heart or hope
I cope and live for brighter days
when sunlight pours onto this desperate stage.
Very impressive write, Daniel Hooks. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well don, Daniel. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.