Let people not
I was strangulated to death
The feeling of hopeless situation with heavy breathe
I was feeling like prisoner
With heavy [inch of pokers
What is this?
Why people cut trees?
In same way as treat me
With feeling of labor and refugee
"No, you are no more"
He tried to blast me with metaphors
Some sort of abusive language
I saw him in complete rage
Gown great is calm and coolness
I am under tree and feeling without stress
He has gone forever
And forbidden to come near
I shall be like free bird
With all cuckoo's word
Love and only love
Let people not believe
x welcome Poonam Singh Unlike · Reply · 1 · Just now 21 Jun
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welcome Jez Rico Cuenta Unlike · Reply · 1 · Just now
I shall be like free bird With all cuckoo’s word Love and only love Let people not believe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
welcomem Jenesee Miguel Unlike · Reply · 1 · Just now 21 Jun