With all the wait and all the hate
Every bit of time is like weight
Regret and sorrow of today
Dries up tomorrow
Roses are red until they are dead
Until wild thoughts make you blue
Your gonna go crazy and act a fool
Through it all...have something said.'
hatred, regret, srrow, these are perennial themes. those who can free themselves from it mentally and psychologically are blessed human beings. thank you for this thought. tony
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I would like to translate this poem
Just sent a comment on your poem and voted you a big 10. If you hve time would you read my poem. “If you die before me” and comment and vote it. I did it for you now Thank you. Tony God bless you.