I'm the sleeping child in the ribcage of civilization
Forgot that I need to wake up for absolute time
It's time, yes, it's high time to write poem
It's time to write a letter of poem on yellow envelop
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These turbulent times that we live in, are well reflected in the lines of your outstanding poem, tinged with sadness. Thank you for sharing.
It's time to write poem on the tombstone of the departed hope- Where the expected great life is written in humanitarian white paper...great expression dear Mahtab. Top marks for this excellent piece! !