This is the first time I try to make a poem. I hope I am not too far away.
The bells are ringing
calling closed doors to open
the child does not want milk
tears won't dry
The bells are ringing
Many of them are afraid
Nights are long
The cry of that child is so loud
They want survival, who cares?
The bells are ringing
hungry birds fly helplessly
in the cloudy sky
The space is not enough
Weak wings stop to flutter
The bells are ringing
Tears are still dropping
But their shouts still linger
In that cloudy sky
The widows sing silently and
The bells are ringing
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Thanks for sharing..^.^
Mera pas dou shukriya. Ake, tumara koment aur doosri tumara dost kil yei. Excuse my Hindi, it's not good. I wanted to say, I thank you twice, one for adding me and the other for your comment on the blog.
very nice
Dhanyavad Dipesh! I will tell my wife to keep it up. Tell me, where have you been? Long time no talk. Thanks again!
WOw !!!!! Its Great !!!! Keep it up !!!
Cam on Chung! You are absolutely right. We cannot help them. But we pray to the Almighty to stop the war and save them. Thank you, Chung!
Di mujamala ya Ahmed? Shookrun jazeelan! I consider that a good encouragement from you, my dear friend. Extend my regards to your friends and family.
Pas de quoi Cecile! The title is not reciprocal with the rest of the poem. It's true that beginners need time to acclimatize. Thanks, teacher Cec for your time and nice comment!
this poem is good, but we can help them overcome difficulties
dear brother
it is beautiful and nice poem
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