Why did i roam
to somewhere
find perfect bliss
sole felicity
make bridges
connecting
infinite seas
restless as the wind
flashing as high bright sun
craving disposition
from floating self
above zero ground
and make me
think to naught
except a fare for home
a bill of excitement
to touch the basement
of my blood
I reallly like it, it is very good! ! ! have 4 new poems they are called BEEN AWHILE SINCE, SASKATOON BLUES, UNTILED FOR NOW, AND LIVE LIFE,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The thrill of the chase is ultimately more exciting than the actual catch. We grow weary travelling on journeys, both real and metaphorical, only to find the grass is greenest at home. Difficult to read without punctuation but very rewarding. Enjoyed this a lot.