an old man
a bare house
the big one, the red rose
cherries, and a pool
no water, no children
next door is a road
wet eyes waiting
simple house, simple heart
water drop, a table cloth
a bread, a chees, a date
and a wall...
over there a happy child
again an old man
alon with stick
it is my picture on water
which is crying silent and lonliness
a garden again cherries and rose
an old man is waking
it is end of his dream.
beautiful poem, i hope you be successful in future, keep writting
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
full with imagery/// beautiful poem penned