Me Poem by sarah s h
Me
-victim of prodigality
Bereft of stability in my existence...
Like a leaf that travels with
the zephyer...
unmindful of its destination.
there is always a silver lining n the dark clouds... nice expressive poem
don't feel bad, this is life with its ups and downs. this is only a phase that will go away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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