indulged in your commands...
not knowing any of my demands.
heart perplexed, desires wrecked, games unplanned.
my tears always come out of your shore...
my hairs always scatter in your storm.
i am a slave of your sparks...
not knowing any of your grafts.
all my fate goes into hands of unknown fears.
all my pain goes into lust of wildered tears.
they throw you in an ocean of spears...
not knowing any of your real heirs.
Woah a sublime poem in lyrical tones of detection expressed in a poetic wry wistful way. U write in excellent literary style of poetry. Pls do review my latest poem called mother natures....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully articulated piece of poetry insightfully penned with conviction. A depressed mind in a state of chaos well depicted in the poem. One feels the way you have portrayed in the piece especially at ones lowest ebb. A lovely well encapsulated poem. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.