Forest
Forest are endless were your soul runs around and can not be found.
The earth stops while you search for hours. Then right when you find it,
You start to explore the forbidden area where everything is at stake.
Where everything you are and everything you are becoming is locked
Away in a forest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very meaningful write. Some forest are on the land and some are inside the soul of human being but, yes, these are endless. Keep writing, Aleesha. Best Wishes Naseer