Since the time I had begun,
My life was always dun.
It was somewhat spartan.
No one said, you are a little son
The one who needs more fun.
Then, when my father gone,
I didn't even see the sun.
I only had my wine tun.
I had to worked for a piece of bun.
Run&run&run
Anytime I felled in love with someone,
She said I'm not the one.
Love, something which I always foregone.
Nothing, is the only thing I won,
From all those things I've done.
Sometimes I put the bullet in the gun,
To be dead and gone,
But it's just a big con,
Playing with words or making pun,
I can't be such a moron.
Run and Run, your words chasing each other and it sounds good one! Keep on writing and u should try doing original write more besides translation too! _Unwritten Soul
PERFECT! this written so well I realy liked the ryhme and the meaning
nice one.it has the nice rhyme also shows your feeling.it really impressed me.
I believe that you are sacrificing the poetic feelings for the rhyme and the sound of your poems. You should find a balance between them.
It chased me too.Your diction, the flow, have a particular effect that makes to think.Nice! --Seagull In D Sky.
you never wanted to share your concept of your creation with any other gods or worshippers your book isn’t burned it was never written Great my little enlightened poet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
not bad! it could be much better than this anyway i am proud that my countrywoman is here!