the world is the
sad symphony
the sound which touches the ears
the twists
the rumors
the stories, upside down
made to make the purpose come true
some sees through it
some don't
and some prefer to be in their
belief system,
just apart from the world
so ignorant
so useless
the stage of unknown that
what's I call it
more the half the world is living in this stage
and killing themselves gradually
lets try to bring ourselves in the light,
the light of truth
which hidden in ourselves
to turn this symphony
into a piece of beauty
which speaks for itself.
: -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dear poet, it is a very nice idea, and true that we are not aware of our surroundings any more...... which is the saddest part. people should realize and at least try to act responsible..... the poem is simple but worth reading, it has a perfect balanced lines which gives it a different and real sense....: -)