Unchanged Poem by Amanda Miller
Unchanged
This mediocre existence,
From day to day.
Living the same life.
In the exact same way.
The same bad habits,
And the same routine.
It’s the same story,
For every sad teen.
The lost importance,
Of the used to be dreams.
The promises of tomorrow,
Gone without a gleam.
Hi Amanda, When we reach a certain point in life, we do tend to ask ourselves..where we're heading...we reflect back on our life's..past mistakes...forgotten or lost loves and wishes..but in the end..its us...who make the change.....keep your dreams for they feed the soul....follow your heart...you'll reach your goal......and in the end when you've got a smile on your face........you made it home. Best wishes to you Amanda, you're an excellent writer...'10' Jon
This is very good it offers a sense of angst filled exceptance Thank you Nik
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 4:27:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'Gone with the wind' is a topic from your Great South. The South is changed, everything changes. Only human heart will never change. I passed you as poet with full marks. However maybe I've received more than I've done.