The woe is vanquished,
The bless is blossomed,
Numbness is released,
Give a smile, my friend
Give a smile.
No, my friend, no the site is troubling me.
That i can't define in word,
Tears has no power to sweep,
Rhythms has no frequency to dreep,
How can i smile? My friend. How can i?
Sunday, July 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy