Where,
have all those
days of wine and roses
gone, to memories of an era
forgotten by everyone who lived
in those times and enjoyed the beauty
of a wondrous life that was filled with honey
and sweetness of a generation that knew no difference
in ethnicity, race, religion, or color that divides humanity
across the globe in every single nook and corner of every continent
leaving us to remember and contemplate a life that has lost its gentle flavor?
(Riyadh, Saudi Arabia,2007)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem