There is heavy snowfall outside
I am with myself inside
TV is on and there is prehistory
I am pretending as if I am watching and I am not
Preoccupied I am with
My own thoughts
My own prehistory
I had a horrible dream last night
I saw the war for the first time
My head hurts
When I see war everywhere
Outside my room and inside my head
My thoughts and this war within
Snowfall outside the window doesn't stop
Nor does that war
I am dreaming of here inside
Wonderfully written. Thank you so much for gifting us with this piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are born and brought up in war. War in and our is not new so far. Life is another form of battle. But we should know how to tackle. Forget this minor fight and think biggest. Because the world is for survivable of fittest.