when I act like I'm not
Don't believe me.
I change everyday,
I'm nothing that you can
put your finger on.
I'm looking, even for myself.
What can you expect?
If you are my friend,
you will allow me to be what
I am.
I'm pure love,
on a journey.
Don't believe the rest.
Though i have walked through
lifetimes of pain, anger, regret
and violence
I'm none of these.
Those are not things I am.
Though i have walked through lifetimes of pain, anger, regret and violence I'm none of these. Those are not things I am. experience teaches us and mend our ways and if we are God-seeking we land in pure love.... thank you dear poetess for your sublime views..... tony god bless u
Very, Very Nice. 'When I act like I'm not, don't believe me.' Brilliant.
love it, the first three kines, how I get that I idea, ha ha. keep it Marie, really like your poems :)
I really loved and enjoyed your poem.Well expressed.Lovely poem.Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem, but I can't help noticing the spelling errors. Beleive - Believe and arn't - aren't. It's jagged, jumpy - good