it is hard to conceive
the reality has not hit me
facts are so fanciful
the feelings so emotional
love and peace and
war without strife
no end in sight
to the fist less fight
in the mind of my head
seeing it in red
warm and gooey
and sticky these insights
enlighten me that
there is no end
just the beginning
to all that is within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow this poemis just beautiful, i loved it..as i do alot of your poems your a good writer..~Hazel