Untitled 5 Poem by Mountain Man
Untitled 5
Thou love I did not see.
Thou vision a seen from Shakespeare.
A cue for treason,
loving you for all the wrong reasons.
Need I try.
Why did she lie?
Lie on this bed of broken nails.
Lie on the river's bank.
Bank on this memory.
A city in green.
Green light says proceed.
Proceed to another chapter.
Chapter this.
Chapter that.
That twist of fate comes
a knocking at your door.
More later
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/8/2024 6:15:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
