Shine, Shine
Rating: ★4.5
Shine, shine, on the ground - dear Sun,
I'm tired and from suffers no longer I can run,
I need your heat, mercy and light,
For relief no longer I can fight,
Dry my wet tears on the cruel earth,
From depth of my heart, I wish my mom never gave my birth
Shine, shine, on the ground - dear Sun
In the world of suffer, I never had fun.
This the poem for everyone
Even after this, when I am done.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I am down. Where are the hands to take me up? Please comment. Thanks, Master.