In an open house
We are all here.
In an open house
We play we sleep
We eat together.
We are caring
We are viewing
We are taking ourselves
To the tides
And treating like anything.
In this open house
We are unable to
See anything.
We are hard working
No doubt.
We are all
Men of failures
No doubt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the idea of openness in open house dear poet....5 stars