Meekly and slowly
our path crosses
the road unknown with
interrogation for the known
ruling with fear of the unknown
running ahead on the high way
of personality.
Meekly and slowly
i say confusion rolling down
the street of a believing heart
with wind of doubt pulling
down the wall of hope
distorting the peace in the
mainland of personality
swiftly thus
feet stop far from the
designated
my heart pauses no the
sands of time
a personality of light
with its shadow on stardom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem