Not a few suffer from pain
Or heartache and even sorrow;
Vibration from woes gets stronger
As one lives another morrow.
Life is indeed not a farceur,
Insult, ire and anger abound;
Checking one's emotion though
Helps him to cool it down.
Endless wars are a common picture,
causing fears and sleepless nights;
Silent innocent can do nothing but run,
hide and turn off the lights.
Picturesque in mind, that's the real life behind...so deep...the world is really a vampire...thanks, ++++++10
Thanks, CHE..... your comment becomes a picture in my mind....a big like👍
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A magnificent timeless poem, sir Bernard.