everyday fighting with life
every breath might be the last
thinking about his child, his wife
he's always living in the past
how could he accepts this future
when this one looks worse than torture
how could he be calm and go forward
when he feels approach his last word
only love is essential after all,
the one staying in your heart afterlife
closing his eyes for the last time
in life's book writing the last rhyme
he's running away from this war
but letting behind his wife's arm
VOUS LISEZ
Sweet Desolation
PoetryEntre joie et tristesse, Entre français et anglais, Entre poésie et prose, Voici ma vision de la réalité
