what if i have no poem for you today..
i have no rhymes, no words to say..
The words i write will never be..
i will have no Poetry..
I have no poem to define my soul..
In rhythms and rhymes, i may play no role..
I may have no words for what is going around..
My thoughts are lost, they would never be found..
i may never be able, to find the missing link..
what if emotions are lost which help me think..
I may never write these words that always please..
I may never write these words which sometimes tease..
I use to write in most simplest of ways..
I do not know how, I will get through these days..
How will i explain my sweetest dreams..
Who will listen to my heart's quite screams..
i know, i always, do give it a fight..
i always stand, by what is right..
this world is not only about me..
Let this poem be what sets me free..
I know people who read this will say..
This boy, he knows where his heart does lay..
Out of curiousity, I read this poem to find out what you think a 'wild thought' might be. I love this poem. Not having the necessary ingrediants to create a poem, is very wild. I am glad it is only a thought and not a reality. I am enjoying the way you write and hope you find the material needed to write more always. DC
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a heartfelt write....well done