Poetry

write back soon

I’m sorry

 

I hope you know that.

And I’m trying, too

I hope you know that as well.

My pen is shaky

And imperfect

You

Thousands of miles away, across sea

And land

Were able to learn another script

You

Thousands of miles away

A moon illuminating,

guiding my hand,

I cannot write my name in your mother tongue.

 

 

I listened to the band you suggested

Though i cannot understand

The lyrics you love so much

Write A Comment