Have You Thought of The World
Where there is no Shroud or Loud.
Getting tired, restless and painful
Torching Machines, Crying Mountains and Cloud.
The Sun, The moon, Sky and Earth; All wept
roars and Cries.
Oh, Where You are? No Sense
Lust world, halt beauty and fried.
Such is The Case with me,
To live where, There is none
without Me, My love and a
World of Real Existence..
A good start with a nice poem, Khalid Q. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Khalid, such a well penned poem👍👍👍