My poetry, like beliefs, forms colours and shapes
Which should possibly be more obscure and abstract.
For how does one capture life's subtle, secret worlds?
Sometimes words seem to get in the way when we try
To register our feelings and convey our hopes
And dreams. It's so hard to constantly paint with words,
As we don't possess a limitless palette of
Colours. Our lexicons can only hint at things.
Very well written Dominic and sometimes one day a writer's fleeting moment or two of panic of not having enough idea's, thoughts or even words in tank is part of the challenge of writing. It's always fluid never lucid and changes with every new day's experience's.Always learning. A top score 10++ from me.And well deserved too for your more than fine poem. Take care and I wish you well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well authored poem. Simply superb composition....10++