Poems are very hard to write
I have tried with all my might
With rhythm, rhyme and harmony
Oh! Nothing ever works for me!
Through love and life I try to fight
But I can never see the light
Of amorous lovers and their kisses
Oh! Why is it me who always misses?
In this way I conclude my plight
With nothing worthwhile in my sight
Should hapless wonders ever cease
Oh! Will I ever find my peace?
Written in 1975 I think...undated
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