where from has time brought us together
for what cause do we neither know
where from you gleamed in my life
when life became easy, hard it was though
you flickered for a while and began to dimmer
while i was to lose sight of you, you would appear
what is thy cause, where is your repose?
with your uncertainty you turned the hearts coarse
static cant be thy feet, a'int silent that gob
being special is thy way, gaining attention from the mob
hanging out is your play and gaming is your way
be it at the stake of others respect or what may
the truth is going to dawn and you would realize it one day
that this chum is the only one....to whom you can always make your way!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very matured expression...