Never poetry i did like
Never poetry i did write
How did all this ever start
All this that flows from my heart
When it comes it does not stop
Out my head it does pop
What is this all in my head
Seems it`s stuff i never said
Out my heart it does flow
Will it stop, i don’t know
All my friends would laugh at me
If they could see whats become of me
So a river flows out of me
Seems its rushing for all to see
Although i keep trying to hide
All this that flows inside
So let it out i think i must
That in my head it don’t rust
For if i left it from where it came
Would it be a crying shame
I think even if i tried to hide
It would just burst out from inside
Even though i feel dispare
I think these feelings i need to share
Even when i try to think of another thing
Out my head it continues to spring
So i continue to write this down
Even if it makes me look like a clown
As it comes out and i write this verse
I don’t know if it`s a blessing or just a curse
So the less i try write this drivel
The more my pen starts to scribble
So every day when i get home at night
It seem`s that poetry i will have to write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem