Living, Living
Liking, yes loving
Beloved Friends
Seen thoughts of love arise
Insecurities shining bright
Wondering why do winners exist.
Love is not for us.
In Books, in Music, in People
There is a clue for me to give to you
We fall when we hit, cry at night time when we shiver
A milestone in life can be a stumbling block
Love is not for us, we can see it rise and shine so bright.
The more we wonder why the winners exist,
More insecurities shows as we watch these persons live their life and become more than we ever will.
We all fall into the same dark hole and want not to come out alive.
Why would you come out?
It's worth it, you're worth it.
Living Liking Loving
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem with good imagery.5*