Four Walls Poem by Hodaya Peles
Four Walls
I'm sitting in front my computer.
The four walls around accompany me while I'm here and my phone sings some Belle And Sebastian.
This is my kingdom, my best secret place, even if it's not a secret.
Here my imagination comes alive, letting me take a piece of me and bring it out.
It's maybe not really new, maybe it's not something unique, maybe not that deep, but that's fine.
It's just fun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/28/2024 2:30:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Again I remind you our real purpose to bring praise to our God and Father. Read mine - If There Be No God - Adeline
Well I read your comments and have read your poems as well, but to be honest, all I try to do is to enjoy the time I have in this point and express it with my writing. But thank you for your attention.