The darkness in the heart,
and the light in the eye,
matches the incomplete love,
of life and human nature and landscape.
The vision that cannot be seen,
but can only be spoken of,
the pages that cannot be written,
but can only be torn off.
The incomplete love that co-insides
the love for the unknown world,
we would once travel and meet
without hearing or heard.
The cruel spring weather that,
acknowledges the incompleteness,
of to the near future...
of what lies out there.
The incomplete love that co-insides the love for the unknown world, we would once travel and meet without hearing or heard. you are philosophical in your writings dear poet......... thanky ou.. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem! Life is full of contradiction and confusion. Often is the chosen path thwarted by fate!