Where fire is, Smoke will soon come,
But when they notice the smoke, The fire'll be long gone,
Shredding my hearth, it raged through my body,
Tears trembled my vision, so I could no longer see,
The hell going on, a little ahead,
my familly, friends, long long dead,
I saw the sky, being set ablaze,
I've seen it, through a trembled gaze,
seeing the power, of the devils rage,
I blinked at my book, and turned the page.
Very well written.. I like the way the poem starts off with you fully engaged and how you slowly distance yourself, till it becomes nothing..seeing the power, of the devils rage, I blinked at my book, and turned the page. That is my interpretation every reader will see things differently. Keep sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing.