*utopia* Poem by merna ibrahim
*utopia*
Utopia is a place where you can find pure air
A place where everyone is kind, polite and fair
A place where there are Angels flying everywhere
A place where there is neither sadness nor despair.
In Utopia unique humans are not so rare
They all love each other and for emotions care
No envy, lying or hypocrisy - I swear
Everything and everyone's ideal I'm aware
I really really wish I really could be there
But going to Utopia's a big affair.
This poem is revised by the great poet'John Knight'
I think utopia is the best place for you.I think that you need angels to deal with, we really need an ideal society as in utopia.
i think you could have done well yourself but this is lovely i wish such a place existed 10
A powerful painting of peace. Well done my friend.
A very well penned piece you got here, I wish also to find a paradise island like the one you described...I would be very happy, too...Keep it up! 10+++(Sorry the rating vote is not going through in my computer...I complained to the site, not answer yet...) Love and Peace...
Know it all that Utopia is quite an imaginary place. If have the will we can make our utopia right here on our earth. Top score
I think utopia can be used to describe paradise. An insightful poem nicely penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing.
So did u write this wondrful utopian poem? If people chose other means than violence then this utopia cud be real. Lovely rhymin. I hope u read my latest poem too.
HI, MERNA.IT'S A GREAT POEM, BUT TRY TO BE MORE POETIC.THANKS.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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11/23/2024 6:32:25 PM # 1.0.0
Oh I know why utopia isn't there It can never be found anywhere With all those differences to bare it's known that utopia wouldn't dare. And that's utopia's little snare there's too much hate for prayer, and that's why utopia's so rare; that's why utopia is nowhere. a poet friend RH Peat