At times I am a Captain
Navigating the resentment
In non-verbal manner,
And I go into myself deeper and deeper.
I dislocate my experiences
Of goodness for vulnerability
Of times and thoughts
And I am a navigator.
I was stung a hundred times by
For playing those roles
That was not played by me.
I am on the other side of myself.
This encounter with hypocrisy
Has been very gratifying.
I have begun trying a repetitive motion
And I find a parallel home.
At night I travel to galaxy of thoughts,
It is the perfect paradox of my life
I know how to clone my ship into the sea
And my navigation is to go on.
I am on the other side of myself Navigating, I suppose. Steer our ship to safety. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hope I sail smoothly surpassing tides and storms, as I am the Navigator. I am the Captain.. Beautiful poem.