My love
you slept
Midnight i took my gun
I went out of tribe that hunt big generals for you
beacuse you can for give their boots to country girls
I returned
for give me
I donot kill any ganaral
I donot rape any body
I never open fire
I for give my boots to enemy soldier
beacuse i was a lover soldier.
My Love is such a great poem you have written Maryam..... You get better all the time Please keep writing.... You are very interesting to read..... You have such a marvelous style......... Respectfully, My Friend..... Jim
This a very nice poem :) great title and storie within it too :) great rhyming
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like Jim Troy's heartiest comments on your poems..No doubt you know the craft of short poem with deep meaning and aesthetic power....