Everyone has a pin
Its tiny and small
Simple and meaningless
Little and rarely seen
Seems less important
But when that pin is removed
From the mansion home life country
Everything irritates and aches in you
Your very core is shaken
It is that tiny meaningless thing
That makes us sane hope live on
Brings laughter tickles our existence
A pin tiny a threshold so little
But mighty in value
It could be all you need to get through one day
A life time journey
Your better self
A pin could be the sound of a childs giggle
The sound of running water
The smell of earth at the first drop of rain
A music so soulfull
A touch so gentle
A stare that skyrockets your heartbeat
A pin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem. Liked it.