Have I found the truth,
Of my existence?
In your words that,
Speak to me,
So profoundly,
I'm not resistant,
To be what I should not be,
The Dependency,
On your words,
Like the air I have to breath,
This emersion into your world,
Where I stay and cannot leave,
You have chained me and disdained me,
But I really do not care,
All I know is that I'm happy,
Knowing that your words are there.
The Dependency, On your words, Like the air I have to breath, Those words make life meaningful. Beautiful poe. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmm..mysterious words and a mysterious poem also! I'm not quite sure if the way I'm interpreting this is correct or not! But that's what makes it a great poem! Causes the reader to stop and ruminate over it's meaning! Nicely done Sandra!