All the beautiful women thought
Every love poem I wrote
I wrote for them.
But I always felt bad
Knowing I wrote them
Just for something to do.
translated by George Messo
All the beautiful women thought
Every love poem I wrote
I wrote for them.
But I always felt bad
Knowing I wrote them
Just for something to do.
translated by George Messo
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Sigh…just another illusion and assumption. Sad.
His poetry is deceptively simple but always honest.
Oh, man…the secret’s out.
🙂
An illusion less, but a nice poem!
Glad you like it.
Yes, and it’s even worse when you write a poem and never get to send it to her.
Also bad.
Sardonically Witty !
That it is.