Your unnameable-love
shattered...
fragments I sifted through
reason...
I know nothing
I have looked everywhere
still lost in the maze
Was I there?
I am the rhizome that sips water
from this vanishing stream
slipping away...
it's nice to lost sometimes..................but in love...hmmmmmmmm....we all are the seekers of true love.........great..........
time just makes yesterday fade into a blurry vision so we can not recall the truth in our hearts. nice poem
wow, amazing flow of consciousness. I love it Athena *** words will change the world ***
wow...the other day..i sifted flour..i made bread...my friend Ric..he sifted suspects..and.he freed some
lovely piece...There are questions left no answer...in due time you will know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lost in the stream of love, hoping to be stranded at the river bank......nice write candice. u hv the touch! keep going oal.