O pain (Poetry)
Woven yarns
Of the nights my sadness
My flower faded ... and it became its nectar
Shock of deprivation
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Do not you feel
Do not abort a dream of habitation
Do not extinguish a candle of hope
I wish her light ... secret Bakiani
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O pain
I dream of a palm plantation
On the banks of a cell
To open a craftsman's bud
And spring springs ... love and dedication
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Let my craftsman make my days warm
What rocks inside me ... from a volcano
If only the tears had a shroud
To color your dreams with all colors
But whenever I tear the tear ... forcibly
Tear drops from the pain of homeless Hawaiians after the lava flow. That's what this poem made me think of. Thanks for sharing.
sorry for that
This is unfortunate