Weary and worn out,
Life wears you down,
Sometimes you feel
Like the circus in the clown,
Round and Round
Makeup melting on your frown,
Shattered dreams,
Life that screams,
"Why am I still around? "
You want to give up
But you can't!
It's funny,
Because, no matter what
You'll still hold on,
As long as Love,
Is still around,
A reason to be living,
Always found.
Round and round something we feel. Starting from funny things to love we feel spontaneously. A nice poem is very interestingly drafted. We find a reason behind each living. An excellent poem this is...10
Sandra, some wonderful lines in this poem. It is universal in appeal.++10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reminds me of the song LOVE WILL KEEP IS ALIVE ny EAGLES.... Excellent write, Sandra....10+++++