In the likes of these
the likes of sorrow
in deathly hollows
i came to settle
came to scatter petals
if forth come tonight
when i am not ready
and my senses comes to might
then i will grow weary
i promise to smile
even in times of sorrow
tenderness in archived times
never the less i swallow my pride
in times of glory and if you please
still i smile in the likes of these
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A soulful poem penned in a fabulous rhyme n style. I likd d petals line best. Pls answer my riddles poem smartie. :)