Those fighting for hunger,
Their agony, their pain,
Seems in their eyes easily,
Their sailing from one to another place,
Revealed the truth.
Where is Wordsworth, Keats, shalley and Coleridge?
Could they avail to write Romantic poetry in this passage?
------no,no they also left.
Deep shy rotting their hopes,
All the ice melting before incarnate.
Oh!Zeus save them,
Held them.
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Poetrythis poetry is dedicated to the Syrian refugees who suffered lot during this procedure. I hope I tried my best to elaborate their feelings through my writing #thank you# For their effort#
