Hi....
The steemian friends in my post this time, I will share a poetry entitled mother and father who has died (death) that is about the child's longing for them ...
Do not be sad...!!
Please feel free to read it ..
It has been pretty long my eyes closed
Walking aimlessly
tracing the meaning of life
no matter what I'm going to do
because it's all a fake
that I want to find the way of truth
there used to be a pair of angels who taught me to crawl, walk, and love
but what is missing?
I can crawl and walk
affection?
Can not I get from someone else?
But what's different?
My life remains aimlessly.
I know, they definitely do not want me like this
lost direction and took the wrong path
but be aware, I'm just a spoiled child who lost parents
crying blood but will not go back
can only hope they can be happy there
and I will never change
I'm still the one I used to be
which you gently rub my tears first
as your child
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Thank very much
so nice poem............about your parents ........my father also no more.............so i can understand your mental condition .............try to be happy