take a deep breath little one
hold the hands and numbers inside your chest
open your eye to all, see it all
because either there is a red signal, or nothing whatsoever
exist not in the back your mind, exist as the world;
the clouds, the skies, the heat, the stars, the planets, the nothingness
and you will be everything
take a deep breath little one.
you give nice escaping advice there...the mind is always in danger...well written piece, Kale...thanks...10
Yes, a mature poem, Impressive, touching, and good expression but it was me who really gave you the 10. Adeline
A very mature poem by such a young poet, Impressive work, Thanks for sharing
nice abstract poem, deep ideas well embedded to convey the message.10+++
Glad to have found this one. There is a deepness in here as if you are speaking directly to the soul or something. I do think souls can communicate with each other without words sometimes.
take a deep breath little one. ... take a deep brathand think.... lovely presentation of thoughts....
this is what I mean, there is no you in the poem, you are just a voice. Can you clarify the image of hands and numbers on the child's chest? Momentarily I gave the explanation of a clock (the child being a clock) but then I thought it would be too much. Very good poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, spontaneous and original.10