time has passed
they call me a old soul
i've lived many lives
passed though many times
my family has gone and died
yet im still alive
i dont understand
and dont know way
but i wish my would pass
and i could go and die
be with my family and friends
that have been shurly missed
but yet that will not be
i shall live for ever
and my, past will always hunt me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poetry of the realized soul. Great depth @115 only, lol.... CP