When you ignore your Heart
all that you do will never be enough
When we don't pay attention
to the wordless thoughts
it ain't so tough
to get caught up
and latch onto irrelevent stuff
...and what's the cost - what's the cost?
When you're playin' high stakes
Gambling with Fakes
and the world takes
your Warmth that burns
and turns it cold
like a Frost...What's the cost?
What's the cost
when
it couldn't be clearer
that the one in the mirror
is lost...?
IS ALL THE WORLD'S WARMTH
SLOWLY TURNING TO FROST? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You need to move to Australia: -) Sunny personalities...lots of hugs....kind hearted girls...questionable polititions tho! Easy to be warm and sunny here. I love the way you write.