Note: No profile exists for this entry - most likely it was deleted.


I'm isolated

Completely separated

On a little island hut

None here to sing or talk

I feel so cut off

From I don't know whom and what

Although things weren't all socializing rock

Yet was better working, meeting, bickering, biting 

My batting eyes gives a wink

Soon all this unhealthiest wind shall sink

And I to sail on my towering ship

Along the shores where my sweetheart lives



◄ The cure!!

Just surrendered!!!! ►



Fri 20th Mar 2020 02:28

Thank you Po. I'm glad you liked it.💖

Profile image


Thu 19th Mar 2020 21:48

It is not what we say Do...
As this so eloquently displays

It is how we say it.

Great piece of writing... from the heart!

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message