go too far takers
verily the sun you came to take
turned to a snow ball
very little snow ball
walking on streets of papers
raising all deleted words
hidden lines
and fallen faces
those were disabled to fly
in the glassy sky of rainy mirrors
so bled both the eyes and glances
in drops: half red, half green
the loving see the red
the beloved see the green
and the poetry master
see them both
so go too far takers
no sun, no day
no light to raise in hands
the sun..snow ball
and the snow ball
walked very long
on poetry books
women chests
and men shoulders
so became an ink drop
refusing jails of papers
all byte cells
and gates of one zero
to be a graceful
free black man
his name
is freedom
his name
is night
go too far takers verily the sun you came to take turned to a snow ball very little snow ball walking on streets of papers raising all deleted words hidden lines and fallen faces those were disabled to fly in the glassy sky of rainy mirrors/// I relish to read this line again and again What a wonderful poem is it! ! ! ! 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Wow, a very good write. Real true emotion. The fight for freedom and peace will go on. Fantastic poem. Take a look at my new one called, Another Soldier Dies. Its short but to the point.
Wow, a very powerful poem, one day everyone Will have freedom. Peace and love to you my friend.
Yes, it is now night in syria! And, i do pray for the freedom of the people. Thanks for sharing this nice poem with us. E.K.L.
the loving see the red the beloved see the green and the poetry master see them both....... what an outstanding piece of writing! ! ! ! ! ! !
Black and white. Good and evil. Why must there be war before peace? A great poem, my friend. Poets can still see the beauty and remind others who might have lost all hope. You've succeed, dear poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love the way you ended this... the very struggle for freedom, breathing!