The poison was cast in the wind; thousands of eyes were left open by the souls who stared the world from beneath.
It was silence after the war;
and only the memory of numbness remembered the frightening sights of blood.
the smell of the dead goes through me.
A living dead? is it I?
hopeless..
I wanna scream but there's no sound
I wanna run but my knees tremble on the ground.
It's dark..
so dark...
that I can only see emptiness.
and only hear screaming of silence.
sob like a lost child.
Where's my happiness?
Where did it go?
Innocent laughter that's I wanna hear.Butterfly and colorful flowers that I wanna see. kisses and hugs that's I wanna feel.
They are gone.All gone now.
Alone as I walk,
with my bare feet
and empty mind
I thought that I am weak and yet still standing...
I am wounded and in great pain and yet still fighting.
I did not die.
I'm alive and so I can still fight.
My hope still lies...
now joy
is in my eyes.
I enjoyed immensely your free verse poem Hope Whispers. Your wording and descriptive phrases together provided for a most wonderful and gratifying reading experience. If you would be so kind, I would love to know who or what provided the inspiration for the writing. Regardless the motivation, keep doing what your doing and you will always have me as a fan. Best wishes, lady...and thanks!
Please forgive my error in the last sentence as the your should read you're to be correct. Again...super job...and so worthy of a 10 rating. Take care!
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I would like to translate this poem
A living dead? is it I? Screaming without sound emptiness. screaming of silence. Innocent laughter that's I wanna hear.Butterfly and colorful flowers that I wanna see. kisses and hugs that's I wanna feel. I'm alive and so I can still fight. My hope still lies.. With all your struggles you end the poem with a great positive note. A very nice poem. thank you