she walked around the streets with bare feet
only one word described her fully: homeless
with no words she sang her story of birth, and how her family came to split
she is a mother of three, she is homeless and her heart forever remains restless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The modern picture of our good(worst world) when we expect the end of these irregularities, then we are realise and admit these are our own guilty(Not blaming each other) thank you author for sharing,10+++