A page turner of many talents
Simple paper boy with cut lose poems
Our untold story holds many truths
But to some they are nothing but empty paper boards
reckless children on summer night with nothing to fear but mother might
Do we continue to tell this fruitful lie with twisted characters and empty mind
As you read our horrid story keep in mind it is only I
Who hold the difference between truth and lie.
A refined poetic imagination, Taya. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well conceived and elegantly brought forth with conviction. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Taya.