euphoria was yesterday
tripping along memory lane
today is another day
that begins into a series of
one into another...
day in, day out..
what is different
one into the next
always picking at the moments
trying to find that thing..
that moment, that second
I feel truly alive
but which fades....
into another day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Emma, i am so glad that i came across your poems... there is this aura of mystery in here...i just love it...thanks