YOUNG LOVERS' ROMANCE
Up in your arms i lay,
Violence not just anymore,
What goes up must come down,
Whirl wind will be still,
Persist while we stay through the gale.
Nothing lasts forever,
This too shall pass.
The future belongs to those who know where they truly belong,
Just when we are where we're meant to be.
Pursue things i dont demand,
What i dont know cant hurt.
Dogs playing dead, that's how we fall.
But it's much more not worth love's playing chicken.
Getting rid of you not like a cracked vitreous,
When the die is cast no winners are proclaimed.
Tears is lucid when its the final chance,
Persist, for its just a romance of young lovers.
TOMISIN THOMAS
TEE THOMAS
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Thomas. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks