I lost my mother
I lost my father
I lost my brother
And lost my dreams too
I lost my friends
I lost my family
I lost my sister
And lost my will too
I lost my school
I lost my work
I lost my city
And lost my rights too
I lost my day
I lost my night
I lost my sight
And lost my morning dew
(to the soul of every victim of war)
Oh the war is indeed disastrous...keep writing and life will be meaningful
A lovely sensuous poem.. Nice one keep on writing my dear..
Lost everything which resulted in lost of my self aspect.nice poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love it it`s 10 material u could make it funny if on the last line you put mounain dew