"behid" poems
bird of joy forgot to pass by
atleast to come say hi
behid every loud laugh
is long cry
or a cold heart
were a bird of joy is dead
died with silence
without any realization or recognition
maybe cause of the given hard mission
it was un breakable un shakeable
new birds are still born
let our nest bloom to their wants
to get them breading and growing in there.
Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 3:42 AM UTC