Songs of birds, laughs of children
I always appreciate and adore.
That night when trapped in a forest
With many high shrill, heard,
I didn't fear and moved on
When heard a child's laugh
Almost I was a senseless
Feared to death
The thing which we love or hate
Depends upon the time and place
surreal and wise... your words echo a general truth in life.: D
its amazing and so worth to digest. come and read my poems and give me ur veiws
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so true and wise your poem like a warning in a life love it sir.. thanks for sharing