a heart filled once again
true in ambiguous fashion
it carried hope well worn
the tears that welled
within the corners of my eyes
for no reason
returned,
sprung from within and without
a gentle kiss
In mercenary tones
borne
of a brutal existence
The truth seemed to settle in
like a old friend long awaited
we shared a drink of yesterday
and for the first time
in a very long time
the colors returned
bold, refined
and true to life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful, I really like the thought processing in it.