Somewhere roads go away
From fears, greed and foul play,
They pass the trees under the sky,
Where lonely hearts prefer to cry.
They pass a lot of sleepy stars,
Afraid of pain, life mars.
They go through silent holy thoughts,
Try to destroy the people`s plots.
The roads meet all other worlds,
Sing song with strange unusual words,
They just flow down or go up
And bring to us life golden cup.
They make a fortune and the death,
Contain lots of glory mess,
They go through life with our choice
Create in mind happy noise.
We walk this road trying to find
The way we get of wonder kind.
Sometimes we go, sometimes we stay,
Sometimes we think or nonsense say.
The roads go with us to dream,
Which always are amazing, slim.
They make us go without tears,
When we`re along and full of fears.
They are alive with our dread,
But bring the light for sleepy head.
And if we see the way of roads,
We understand the sense of loads.
very imaginative, yet relates with reality and with our life, the poem is very emotional and inspirational too. i love your poetry.
hey Ekaterina! ! ! your poems touch my heart and they come with a message.very nice.keep inking.
I tried to measure the depth of these lines but failed to it. Yup very deep in thought. I sense your feelings...... Where lonely hearts prefer to cry. They pass a lot of sleepy stars, Afraid of pain, life mars. Yes there is lonely star in our hearts with always blink some times we dream and we also scream other time we strive to achieve our aims however we go as the path leads us to... Heavenly said words by your friend.....
Hey Ekaterina, I do like your poems...especially the sense inside and the choosing of rhyme and last but not least the rhythm which syntax reminds me often at my own poems :) ...haha
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
u have related the road of every common person..............well put in lyrical words....