
forest fires rage
scarred world dons bullet-proof face
grass arrows pierce
water scorches open wounds
blood flows free into red sea
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War benefits only the tyrants of this world… This poem speaks to me of the hurts of humanity suffered whenever there is conflict.
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Both sides lose…. Hatred handed over to the next generation and the next…
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Thank you for reading 💓
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Oh so beautifully poignant Sangeetha. It touched me soul. Thanks for joining in
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That’s beautiful Sadje. Thank you so much
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So lovely, Sangeetha 💕🙂
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Harmony 🙂 Your words mean a lot to me. Thank you
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Sangeetha, this war touches us all. Your poem depicts the generational hatred carried over from generation to generation. The Russian people don’t know how to think for themselves… they’ve always lived under dictators. ❤
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Your symbolism and imagery are so powerful, Sangeetha! 🙂
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Yvette 💕so lovely of you to say so
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poignant imagery.
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Jude 💓🌻
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