This is my ground, where I will go <br />Where I thought always would be green <br /> I was sleeping <br />Now, all the dreams vanished <br />all the pain and sorrow slowly coming out <br />poisoned my blood <br />branded on my heart <br />I'm sad, for the world, couldn't touch a part <br /> we are drowned in our self-seekings. <br />this ground is hard, no inflection <br />my heart is fragile. <br />I want to give this life back <br />, I would know the reason, being here. <br />suffering, being unable <br />, to help, to give a hand, helping myself <br />the ones fallen on this ground <br /> I’m nothing in loneliness. <br /> sitting, listening <br />Maybe hearing something new <br />Finding a new world, <br /> where you find answers to questions. <br />Every creature has rights, even an ant <br />The bird in cage, the lonely fish in the bowl <br />Which no one can trample.<br /><br />tara mahdavi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/-172/
