an angel cries up from above
her tears get carried away in the ocean
in a dark room a little boy cries softly
at a feast dancers begin to entertain
in the ghetto people deal for a living
in the alley homeless try to find peace
so much happening at the same time
we are unaware of
the neglected son stands head down waiting
a mother cries, she just lost her youngest son
the agony of a father who just buried his father
the pain inside is too much to bare
the wind carries my name to faraway places
i see beauty in the eyes of a six year old
the kiss of the life is performed everyday
we have yet to realize it
yes.. all of us have pains and sorrows.. and they're too much to bare.. nice poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is always hope carried by the wind and brought into our lives.Humanity is capable of great compassion which brings joy.Lovely poem, very deep and it inspires.