Tired of years back
Have tasted enough of life in tears
While trying to cherish and pick up
Each smile still does not hold hands
But the sky is sarcastic
Always bring bitter melancholy
There are times when I silently wonder
I was wrong and made mistakes
Which lasts for years of suffering
The difference between life and death
Lifting her bare feet
I do not know where to go
Or humiliated in the middle of the tank
Fate can not escape
Even if there are four or three generations to come back
Only tears flow?
Poetry about life: MUST NOT AI .. !! ??
Poem: Tung Tran
There are plenty of white hands
Because life is not as lucky
Know what the future two words
To wear the month after day floating
But I do not dare say
When you know that there is much between life
Hide the sadness that tears fall
Sometimes people want to have sympathy
In the heart of the mosaic
For the soul to be less gloomy salary
Keep your feet strong against the road
No more tears in the bottom of the eye
Was not smiling silently
The only chance to live alone
Not a dream or a dream
There must be nobody .. the same people
