I’m walking in the crowd…
It is raining…
I’m looking for my prowess…
Soul’s empty.
Prudence is so far away!
Pictures thrilling…
I’m looking for my days
And my feelings...
Where have I lost every sense,
Where have left them?
If my life costs just a pence,
Heavens,problem!
If You see,
Please,
Give me marks
Where to go,
Where to search
My LOVE and HEART,
Not to borrow…
No answer…
No marks…
All alone
I’m walking
In the crowd,
Like wet stone…
Like wet stone...
© Copyright: Мари Ар, 2008
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Though the poem is full of despair, the warm feelings in it makes it easy and genial to read)))
I wish You well)))))))))))
Olezka;)
Олег Ардатов 30.11.2008 14:02 • Заявить о нарушении
I wish You well)))))))))))
Olezka;)
Олег Ардатов 30.11.2008 14:02 • Заявить о нарушении