Monday, April 21, 2008
Dream Be The Dream Comments
Rating: ★5.0
When sweet faces are flowers trampled in the dust
and willows are weeping by the river of lust,
and mothers have no conscience and demand their choice,
the innocent suffer but they have no voice.
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8/9/2025 9:38:08 PM # 1.0.0
Really an impressive rendition of words embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. An insightful creation, well crafted in persuasive poetic expressions with artistic brilliance. A powerful poem! Thanks for sharing Linda and do remain enriched.