Trapped Poem by Natasha Sharma
Trapped
Elusive are the spaces where peace rests,
What has Man gained after his troubled quests!
He burned the World he set out to revive,
Nobody wins a war, some just survive.
The city reeks of blood and pain,
And questions aloud- Is my loss your gain?
Nobody answers, nobody cares;
All have fallen into the Devil’s snares.
nobody answers, nobody cares, good write, thanks. I invite you Natasha, to read my poems and say something and vote.
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4/26/2024 2:28:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
hats off! pls do read my poems and say something plus vote