The moment was captured,
seized, put to perfection at ease
with every intent to always believe
that our hearts will never bleed
never suffer, never see, never go out his way
to achieve, the unimaginable thoughts
of deceive, the lying deceptions, I couldn't believe.
Our foundamental values, and rules
they were all miscontrewed
tampered with by temptations
which were spoken in revelations
no more tides to hesitations
i will no longer stress, this heartfelt sensation
its time to move on and forget this abomination
The meaning of true love would never lye in my vocabulation
i made this all up, I am called thee creation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really love this poem Pete. You are really talented. Its a good 'moving on' poem and I am love with the final line :)