(this is suppose to be a Haiku, and i had many version of this but i guess this is the best!)
EMPTY, is all i see
Crack pipes is her destiny
and forever thats me!
The emptiness of inside is well narrated and it is indeed a mind state when one sees no path lit up with glory yet one has to continue to recoup oneself for the continual efforts for dealing with life.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i see it not hoolow or empty but with full of wisdom....10