Taking the mind about them
Lost in their way of use
Their only path forward is the one they will lose
Now lost in another river of booze
The moment appears when they're alive in a sense
All they have now is a mind that is drenched
And the time that they play...
Is just the time they wither away
I like the end to this one. and the lines Their only path forward is the one they will lose Now lost in another river of booze good job. *Purkey Girl*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fine thought out.....penned beautifully! .....10+