Poets Cry Poem by Sandra Feldman
Poets Cry
Poets cry, so why can't I?
It's not only my own pain,
But, I feel for all those,
That have died, in vain,
For a World that doesn't even care,
If there is Justice or despair.
Oh my tears could fill the Sea,
World, full of Hypocrisy.
I love how you think. Great poem!
A world that never seems to come true, ideal, because. plus ca change plus c'est la meme chose dear Mirna. Thanks for trying to make things seem more rose colored.
yes we can, through our tears shed in black ink we help change this world. So different from us poets. Then we paint a fairer and a more beautiful world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/6/2024 7:57:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Mirna, our tears shed in black ink, that's vey poetic Oops, sorry got to go wash my face, sudenly all this black ink......