like a lullaby song, they kept me saying move on move on
for them it was a word but for me a journey miles long
tears, distress, misery, wretches all i plucked one by one
but the pavement did not stopped bidding me them in tons
for him i was a rake and the echo keeps me awake
looking at the sky i wonder was this something that destiny had to ponder
many remarks to be marked, many wounds to be mended
one day they all will be unsealed all the grieve will be healed
this utopia keeps me energised and i too want to sing this lullaby
MOVE ON! MOVE ON! MOVE ON!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nicely written and enjoyable poem, Yashi. Thanks