Solitary night walks alone
With no hope, no desire;
Walking under no sky no shadows
Walking and walking; ks,
His last summer in the rain was forgotten
And so no summer has not become phenomenon;
Cavaliers cut off his head
Stirred all the footsteps to home;
A way from home.
Wasted tales in a wasted time,
Forbidden pain aroused withal
Spreading aroma; Ks,
Winded bird hides scar,
No tears cascade I had at all;
Perhaps, tears excessaround my eyes,
Perhaps, Sorrow excess around my heart.
Woe much to life,
Owe to life,
A frustrated unable crow at noon
Of cloudy -dark,
Nowhere, longing for nest with tender loving care; he finds,
It's stormy all the day of his fortune;
Stupid fortune breaks into thousand parts of pair.Ks,
How can sorrow and disasteryou deserve;
How can pain and grief you bear,
Little life?
Little life never understand to have a new life
Unfortunately.
Unwantedly.
I have read the poem so many times.it is very interesting to read.I tell you all to read the poem.Thank you.
It's stormy all the day of his fortune; Stupid fortune breaks into thousand parts of pair.Ks... Nice and happy expression.It is look like my words.
I av read your poem.there is very few poem like it.go ahead
Beautiful poem with lovely imagery. Welcome to poemHunter. Thanks for letting me know about your page.
Every verse of this poem directly hits to my heart.I don't know how can you have told my talks into your poem.love u
Woe much to life, Owe to life, Beautiful lines of a lovely poem.
The poem is successful to write his masterpiece that make an existence right before us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wasted tales in a wasted time, Forbidden pain aroused withal Spreading aroma; Ks, ../// interesting expression