I just want to move on,
and be rid of the pain;
Now that my youth's gone,
and I'll be a kid not again.
There's much to improve on,
and still hid in my brain;
Like a love that's too strong,
but if undid would I gain?
I feel I didn't choose wrong
when I stood amid the insane;
I stood up to the abuse long
before I forbid to be slain.
Even wanted to try the noose on;
Everything was turbid and rain.
Letha filled my heart with true song,
and everything was more lurid than plain.
That's why this is where you belong,
and why I commit to remain.
Every day begins a new dawn,
and if you're in it - I'll maintain.
after reading your poetry i sensed real determination in the midst negatives....... joys and sorrows, problems and conquering the problems belongs to life...... thank you very much dear poet for this poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the best thing is always to move on...because it will reduce the pain. nice write