I have been writing my messages,
Poems/songs, seventeen years,
No plan, just started, don't exactly know why.
I enjoy, they are real, writing some, in my eyes appear tears.
An inspiration arrives,
I write then, or notes for another day,
over one thousand completed,
Looking for a message, what all of them linked together say.
Is it part of my soul,
Or another purpose, or special reason,
I may never find an answer, in this short journey,
our life is divided into chapters,
I turned the a page, to another season.
02/17/2019 A.D.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well said. Write On!