Linda waits beyond today
this is the sentiment of dismay
denying what's come to pass
given that the die's been cast
rolled to set the inner self
while the word denies in jest
to put self aside tears the veil
assure downfall will prevail
this surety of beingness
defies the wisdom of willingness
to embrace the lie of passing fads
when the knowing is sure to last
Linda waits for no man
already here in circumspect
wishing only to appear
live a life beyond the fear.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20191013.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" Linda waits for no man" perhaps Linda is waiting for a woman! bri :)