That unforeseen meaning
That....elusive....dream
The chase never ending
Making me scream.....
Shutdown thy think play no more
Words ramble closing the door
The..chance..escaping
The..moment..gone
Tired...of following
Shadows of one
Give up such foolish a game
Chase shall not surrender refrain
One..Heart...held
I can not let go
You an' only You
My Love I do show
IT'S A WARDEN LITERARY MARATHON...HOW MANY PENS DO YOU OWN? NICE WRITE, SIR GEOFF''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem Geoff! Trisha :)