They carry umbrae of fear around them
Assuming nobody will touch them
Wind laughs’ on their innocence
Light perforate their intentions
With closed eyes they walk the rope
The courage they emulate backfires with no hope
For the sake of “Nice to have things”
They mislay the “Must to have basics”.
Love is another game for them
And life is another joke in making.
you have done masters on the philosophy of life. a poem worth reading. many thanks... beyond 10 as usual.
Verily, vanity and ignorance are the traits of the wrongdoers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
O-sum poem.Shows mirror to those who claim to be the best.