Living Ungodly Poem by allan macli borges
Living Ungodly
Who lives on me?
Throughout the years was someone else
But one day I woke up free
Never more afraid the death
Pretty things becomes prettiest
The river I swim flow in happiness
No more fault to confess
Life is more than idiot contest
Chains broken
Tears wiped
Blood stuck
Life arise
Living ungodly
Freedom we ride.
allan, When is born such questions, especially in a verse, it already lifts spirit.... Good work... Thanks for fine the comment. 10... best wishes, Tsira
A wonderful poem is written, love it. Concluding lines are beautiful. My 10 for it.
This is a beautiful way of saying you are starting a knew life. Lovely word use and it gave me a sense of hope. Loved it.
Dear Allan, you have a very good future in poetry. Continue to read good poetry and you will answer your question 'Who lives on me' (God and Good Poetry is the answer) . I give you 10 (I hope to keep it)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beautiful poem. Hopefully you continue to write- i lok forward to reading more