Summer always wasn't strange and especial for me
It was just a time to fit my empty feeling, thinking about my own soul feeding and be sting by small bee
With my short way of looking and those stubborn ideas I was just passing my ways
Nothing was remaining from past, idiot days!
In that summer everything changed good
I get familiar with three people, and then we had our brother hood
One was a mentor, a lord with ultra superior way of thinking,
When he talked, the only sound that you could hear was the voice of our blinking
He was powerful and strong….he was a master
He could pass the whole galaxy with a simple caster!
He wasn't like others; he was a great soul, a beautiful creature
A great man who was like a gift from nature
One was a man of loyal and green honor
He was cute though, he always act brave like an old honest gunner
He always thinks about breaking a cage of stupid life
He wanted to go out, he just wanted to live without hearing any lies, he wanted to be alive
He was thirsty for freedom and he concern for others,
As I remember, he was so kind, he never bothers!
And…the other is my best ever and of all…he is the meaning of an unknown color
Great and lovely, cute and honor
He is unique, there is no word about him
When I think of him, my heart starts to beam
He is that great gift for me from God, the soul of prideful and noble mars
Those days never die, the dairy of three men, I mean us
We three will never get separate; we are members of a united part
Our dairies are always alive; our dairies are in our loyal hearts!
nice piece of written.you have sacrificed thr rhyme for the meaning.nice job pal.
Very meaningful n splendid was a joy to read :) keep it up ~Bella
Very beautiful hommage to special people... splendid poem... Terry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
C. A, do you mean diary and diaries? dairy and dairies refer to cow farms (at least in the united states!) . our milk, which we purchase in grocery stores, comes from a dairy/dairies. again, i enjoyed the poem enough to finish it but had trouble understanding it due, in large part, to the way you write/speak english. i'm glad i don't have to be proficient in a second language. thanks for sharing! bri