Penshurst Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Penshurst
You are living in Penshurst and,
I am living in Nima;
But you are always noted by your breakfast food,
And like the joy of my heart in the land of laughter.
Possibility, opportunity, attractions!
And like miscarrying wombs and breasts that are dry;
But show yourself righteousness to my heart and reap in mercy,
For i am like the weed upon the waters!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 12:38:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
