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I cannot get myself to write! ! !
in the face of the lonely night
i cannot get myself to write
amidst numerous inspired attempts
on lamenting flowers, torn leaves
on autumn papers, strewn all over
fallen from a fruitless heart
through the moonlit air, i am watching-
lonely lillies floating by - sadly
in a gloomy pond of fleeting memories
i too am floating, lost like i am
when i am in your smile
with you in my thoughts i cannot sleep
much less get myself to write
i cannot get myself to write - everything is in a sweet mess
the face of the night looks like the sea, of love, as they say
and i am ready to fall into the lips of the sky
to drown myself in it
i sleep in the morning, when the stars are gone
and i am done wishing
and when the sky is grey, i am blue
you resemble the rain, but it is I
who falls over and over again... for you.
in a sweet mess it seems, that i am deeply stuck in
this poem has caught up with irony,
on the road opposite to what it seemed to be all about
i never wanted to write anyway
just tell you things, things
i (really) love (telling) you
poem
by
Mthokozisi Ntokozo Maphumulo
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