my poem

[marinexu]

i don`t know how it could happend
i missed the station right now
i remember cold evening
something more got to hide

there was one person in two rooms
watching themselves by wall
nothing came by or changed
only loneliness and south

moon is still as a want it
let me be just for day
is the wall way it changes
i`v got the feeling they care

come to me in the morning
be with me just for day
we will find some warm places
we`ll put the light into the caves


piszę po angielsku bo po polsku wszystko co napisze trąci banałem

[Darius]

Tak, tylko, że pisząc po angielsku zawężasz grupę odbiorców