I've been climbing up the wall,
Yet, what've I achieved?
Comfortable? Not at all,
'cause you won't forgive.
I've been wandering around,
Blown by zephyr jet...
Yet again I'm feeling down,
'cause you won't forget.
I've been chasing my own fate,
But not anymore.
No clear sign of hope or hate,
Please, do not ignore.
I've been swimming in the sea,
Drawning in a lake...
I've been burried by the tree
Of my own mistakes...
Yet, no one has come to shed
Tears on my grave,
'Cause I'd lived as I was dead,
Immured in a cave...
And you were the only soul,
On the spinning Earth,
That could tell me that my role's
Been played off the course.
2006
Yet
© Copyright: Тунгусбек Вададаев, 2006
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Yet, no one has come to shed
Tears on my grave,
'Cause I'd lived as I was dead,
Immured in a cave...
That particular verse really got to me.
The poem has a nice flow and I enjoyed reading it.
Лили Лили 13.02.2007 00:06 • Заявить о нарушении
Tears on my grave,
'Cause I'd lived as I was dead,
Immured in a cave...
That particular verse really got to me.
The poem has a nice flow and I enjoyed reading it.
Лили Лили 13.02.2007 00:06 • Заявить о нарушении
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