['Forget not that the Earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds love to play with your hair.']-Khalil Gibran
Why you look so sad my little sibling?
Your face like an emotional prose.
And I hear the strumming of broken
heart strings.
A tear drop about to fall
at the edge of your talking eye
Oh! I am really bursting..................!
To all those innocent souls who departed and some still suffer with deep injuries!
Frustrated of the cowardice act in Boston Marathon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem