My life tastes a bitter sweet
Drop of a bitter sweet,
that has been poured in my veins,
poisoning my blood and torturing my soul.
Bitter taste of the pain felt in my mouth,
taste of a bitter life,
a painful life.
Taste of a life that stole,
my hability to be happy and,
taught me the one to be sad.
Taste of love and hate,
scattered in my heart,
bitter taste of the mark of sin,
printed in my skin..
Bitter sweet of life,
wich pushed me an endless fall,
of the sadiest taste of pain....
Good poem, Alex! I also feel the dropp of bitter sweet in my life...
=] Good job and with just a little more proof reading you could be sooo good =D
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the way you eased into this from your first line...some really nice phrasing...keep on writing...Coach