Tar,
Bar,
Car;
Be gone!
With the muse of the lonely star.
Love and life,
Done,
One,
Clone,
Lone,
Drone! !
Alone,
Love and art,
The Lone Star!
Cone,
Muse of life,
Phone,
Tar!
Bar,
Car;
Bright star,
To see the bone.
Living,
Learning,
Moving on,
Moving along,
To dress and to adddress!
To press on with the truth,
With righteous morals,
With the romance of nature.
The beauty of creation,
The fragrance of life,
Mankind! !
Hustle and bustle along the line;
With the muse of the lonely star.
I like this poem very much. It creates the feel for poetry If embeds you with sensations A kind of poetic organization, hard to create and find But you did it well, Monsieur Edward 'With the muse of the lonely star I love that! Lucky are the poets who are guided by this muse, for each poet, has his own That is his and his alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Lonely Star! ! To press on. Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.