I dumbfound the sun, I fill our world with grace
You embaresses the trash can, You're source of shame.
I am great and wonderful, I live to gain.
You're the worst... I know, I know you lost again!
I turn ashes to gold, I'm son of prosperity.
You turn diamonds to trash, you're son of poverty.
You kiss problems, and you're lover of disgrace.
I kiss solutions, and I'm husband of fame!
All of us, poets and writers turn rough stones to diamonds, dear Bernard. This is our wonderful work with words and nameless experiences of human existence. Hugs!
This written poem requires deep thinking something I'm unable to do at present. Congratulation! ! !
Thank you so much, dear Christina! I have no doubt that you're a great poet and/or writer. I am really glad, due to your kind comment. Hugs!
Mr. Pereira, congratulations on your poem of the day.. James McLain
Many congratulations for this fabulous poem being chosen as POD!
Strivctly speaking to GOD. against Human mwean meanings! ! Loved it and you spoke less Poet...! ! 10! !
a poem that firmly puts human beings in there place? well penned Marcondes
I kiss solutions, and I'm husband of fame! ..........nice theme. Beautiful poem shared. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lost again! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.