Really Perceptible World.
The world we live a large home
Where we live in several rooms
The doors and windows tightly shut
Where open air is a distant dream.
The world we live in a big home
Where enough space to live in comforts
Still we feel discomfort and disillusion
Where we accuses the other roommates.
The world we live in a large vessel
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship