And i scream with bitterness to the winds.
And its dust chokes upon my throat.
Theres times loneliness sings to my soul.
And i atract the pure sadness of the unreal.
When cowardness knocks on my door...
I buy her a drink and ignore her insanity.
That she only looks for a place to stay.
That she only searchs for what i would forbid me to give to her.
Power...
Control...
Fire...
Whe consumes my anger with flames and desire.
And i scream with bitterness to the winds. And its dust chokes upon my throat. Theres times loneliness sings to my soul. And i atract the pure sadness of the unreal. a soul touching poem with meanigful thought... great job...10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WOW! ! ! Your writing is always an experience to read. You manage to articulate visceral emotion with an impressive command of language and a deft hand. Well done.