Bohemians Poem by Bohemian Woman

Bohemians

Rating: 5.0


There lies mighty rage
in these innocent hearts,
who try to forget the torment,
though they weren't those harmed.

The pain still fresh in their minds,
the blood offerings not yet dried,
taken advantage of, horror for trust,
in one single quest
''for faith to be crushed''.

They'll stand united,
if that is what must.
For they remember the names
of those who were lost.

Saturday, June 19, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: death,life and death,hope,strength,pain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
BEST POEMS
BEST POETS
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success