If a rose is vibrant and has
a pleasant smell would the
colour matter? Then why do
we cast some aside and give
hell to our own kind? is it not
sufficient that we fail in our
own mind?
A good start with a nice poem, Haile Tesfaye. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hen why do we cast some aside and give to our own kind? beautifu thoughts and examples and questions. thank you dear poet. tony