// Snow Night Freedom // Comments

the loving see the red the beloved see the green and the poetry master see them both....... what an outstanding piece of writing! ! ! ! ! ! !

Wonderful piece of art, I enjoyed it

You have written a very lovely poem keep it up man.

Good poem. Keep penning :)

Black and white. Good and evil. Why must there be war before peace? A great poem, my friend. Poets can still see the beauty and remind others who might have lost all hope. You've succeed, dear poet.

Fight for sun after snow fall at midnight...Artistry dwell in your poetry then grow and grow to be bigger in many lines, the meaning.. as you help many people there when walking on streets of papers by your ink feet raising all deleted words in your metaphor beauty hidden lines but exist in understanding and fallen faces yet to rise I like this part: for me i look into this vision- in drops: half red, half green: Collision of two pigments that make flowers(red) and leaves(green) come one as natural beauty! ! ! the loving see the red: how brave and passionate it is, strong feeling the beloved see the green....: how peaceful it was

ur really a great poet, dear friend.........

Great poem friend, we wish and pray that your people get the freedom they deserve...and your voice to fight for freedom of your people, realy touches me...thanks for sharing.

This is very good. I enjoy your work immensely friend.

Well done, my friend, well done.

Yes, it is now night in syria! And, i do pray for the freedom of the people. Thanks for sharing this nice poem with us. E.K.L.

Wow, a very powerful poem, one day everyone Will have freedom. Peace and love to you my friend.

Wow, a very good write. Real true emotion. The fight for freedom and peace will go on. Fantastic poem. Take a look at my new one called, Another Soldier Dies. Its short but to the point.

go too far takers verily the sun you came to take turned to a snow ball very little snow ball walking on streets of papers raising all deleted words hidden lines and fallen faces those were disabled to fly in the glassy sky of rainy mirrors/// I relish to read this line again and again What a wonderful poem is it! ! ! ! 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

love the way you ended this... the very struggle for freedom, breathing!

WHO CAN MAKE IT A SONG FOR FREEDOM? who can? who?