warmth for oneself from the cold white winter,
the glaze of the sun basking on those;
a lick of snow on the children's fur,
the ones with a frail pose
There lies one far escape
with many kinds of heart ache
meanings aside mental rape
this dream is fake, too fake.
A great poem. Really liked it. A great write. May i invite you to read my poem called, Human right.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem indeed..i like the poem for its simplicity and flow....a good piece of work keep it up...please read my poems