A sharp wave of breeze
Pierces through the dust-laden louvers;
On my face I feel blood begin to freeze,
Over it a cloud of pain lazily hovers.
Prudent men do learn,
From mistakes experience they earn
Out of soft and tough times;
Just as I who pens these mellifluous rhymes!
Pretty well the heavenly jury knows
That I’ve had enough of these woes;
And I hereby earnestly journey
To Canaan that gleams with milk and honey!
Very insightful read Sir Hannington. I liked the way you concluded by saying And I hereby earnestly journey, To Canaan that gleams with milk and honey! .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a talented poet, lending life to the pains we have all encountered. I will stroll the vastness of your poetry field, looking forward to more inspiration. Eloquently executed writing. PEACE