The warzone beckons me, always
So I fear to die, I refuse
Counting my numbered days
Seeking for unspoken news
Seems that I'm lost, helplessly
Upon this forbidden terrain
Would you let me be?
Forever forsaken, but this I feign
What a world full of the unloved
Many hurt, crawling the dirt
Sail this world, open your eyes
Seek where the truth lies
Look where the blind sees
Heed the unseen, beautiful bliss
Look where the blind sees Heed the unseen, beautiful bliss Such a beautiful write, Abby...thanks! I rate it 10. Cheryl
Write comment. Imagination, Abby. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
wait dear poet for the unseen poetic bliss