There are many many kids alone,
but I could not imagine that there are parents
who hate their kids like they had done to she.
Such parents do not deserve to have children
they are still kids themselves
This lovely poem I just read
is full of deepest sadness and tragedy
touched my inside for 200 percent wholly
and……IF I may
I create this poem as a response to the poem of TODAY.
That momentum of a cozy family with the warmth, love and the
nearness of a hearth,
was never felt and experienced, how sad
the greatest poorness is reigning here
the inhale and exhale of love in true family life
she never had….
she only knew how to strife...
Photograph, especially for this poem, the poetess, was looking for a suitable leaf and after a long while, she found that perfect yellow-brownish leaf, solitarily and all alone, but very beautiful and in a perfect way responds to the poem.She had done that with glee.
© Sylvia Frances Chan
Friday 1st Dec 2017 @ 21.03 hrs.PM
West-European Time
the inhale and exhale of love in true family life she never had…. she only knew how to strife...Very expressive of the problems that kids face when the parents do not care to love. this is a great problems in our society. sadness, pain, loneliness, uncared for........ thank u dear Sylvia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
how sad the greatest poorness is reigning here the inhale and exhale of love in true family life she never had…. she only knew how to strife... highlighting the sufferings.......... very great poem. tony