CAMP
Greenery all around,
Cool and mild breeze,
Golden mornings,
Chirping of birds,
Colourful butterflies,
went away forever.
But I have memories still now
with me.
There was a time when
I was happy with my family.
Now I am alone in this refugee camp.
Memories of past freight-end me
day & night.
Tears have gone forever.
What will be in the future?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There was a time when I was happy with my family. Now I am alone in this refugee camp. Memories of past freight-end me day & night. are u imagining the plight of the Refugees. i am here in germany. but we take care a lot for the refugees........ your theme is relvant and the contrasts you use of the past and then the present..... is very good. thank u dear poet. tony
Thanks for realising the grievencies of nationless people.