Back and forth drifting.
From thought to thought,
Sitting!
Wishing them to go away,
They seem to come...
And want to stay.
Replaying them over deepens my delay.
Some were good,
While others dismayed!
But today...
Every thought,
Has left a lesson I've been taught!
And I'm trying to remember...
Which ones to keep?
And which to dismember.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem