I have crafted my own cage
and locked myself within.
Sometimes April’s warmth
breathes on me
and I regret that my lack of trust
denies the possibility
of Summer.
I shall rise no more.
3rd November 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you have crafted your own cage, but i know you can get out of it, because what's inside of your heart is the key that will unfold your eyes to see the beautiful summer. it is a good short poem. i invite you to read my poems. :)