Stranger Me Poem by me poet yeps poet
Stranger Me
Strange are my ways
I am a strange creature
In grief I laugh
it has to happen
why cry
be happy he/she
passed by
when all enjoy
I cry
no,
the tears are not of sadness
but joy
glad they also laugh
like I do always
else most Humans
I see are humourless
So being a stranger creature
is fun
All out of fear
are on the run
fear I alone shun
beg no pardon
All out of fear are on the run fear I alone shun beg no pardon. Nicely crafted sir. thanks for sharing.
The poet laughs in grief and sheds tears of joy when his fellow humans enjoy. He doesn't run away as he shuns fear. His burly physique and mighty heart is evident to guess.
Simply beautiful! ! To keep smiling in all situations- good or bad- is the real mantra of this life. So nice. Thanks for sharing.
How a person will have gladness and laugh has been been painted nicely and brilliantly in this poem. Enjoyed. Thanks for sharing.
thank you for your kindness this poem reflects on my mom's smiles you have I think also read it we must change with times now we have more information don't we
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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How a person will have gladness and laugh has been beeb painted nicely and brilliantly in this poem. Enjoyed. Thanks for sharing.