My heart flies wild in the wilderness
My feet want to dance without tune
I want to run far & wide
At the first scent of freedom
This is my first step
Into known world since long
With joy & fear in my heart
I take first step to freedom
The air smells fresh
Water taste sweet
People look same as I am
After all its not been long in the hell
Though have some gray hairs
Streets have new name
More people than it used to be
Wonder do they know what’s to be in hell?
First kiss put life into my sole
First touch, touched my heart
First word of freedom showed the purpose
It feels nice back to be free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem