I live in a box
Up right and
The horizontal position
While I was let in
I fight for breaking it
Try to open a side
In the light or
In the dark
To have freedom
Go back to the past
And look at it
The box is too small
From the position that I see
I live in another box
Within many boxes
Up right and horizontal
Perhaps without a position
Jump from one to another
In days and nights
To catch happiness
To grab hopes
To extend unlimited bounds
Meanwhile I dream for freedom
I want to break one
That I feel a pressure
Instead of break
I am granted a window
To open and to close
Whenever I wish
Not to flee
But to live
I live in a box
Within boxes
As I did in the past
I want to come out
From the vicious cycle boxes of the box
And also from the box
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In and out of box. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.