Open Choice Poem by Blue Angel
Open Choice
If the imprints of your soul
Can lead your pores to expel love,
Leading a Butterfly’s Last Good-bye:
Success, Power, Free-will, Dream,
Life, Reality, Destine, Fantasy?
What would be its legacy?
How may one teach if not to learn,
How may one share if not expressing,
How may we live if not as humans?
Are we humans with a soul,
Or a soul inside a human?
Wow! This is a very thoughtful write... It happens very often that love evaporates when ones mind and will focuses on many other things... Only those who know the true value of love are able to keep it close to their hearts forever...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 5:20:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
it is lash at the inhuman nature of many; great poem Blue