Whose Shirts Is That.... Poem by jomark baynado
Whose Shirts Is That....
Whose shirt is that
Hanging on the twigs of tree
Dancing as the wind whisper
Its fear and pity
Tattered and torn and fade....
Whose shirt is that
The frame of thousand
Agony,
Pain,
And grief
Of abandoned soul
Who is trying to forget that he is hungry......
Who is trying to forget that he don't need of money
Who is trying to forget that he is lonely.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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