On the cold arms of solitude
My mind does walk out of me
In search for a place I yearn to be
A height I yearn to reach
A missing part of me I long to meet
Without whom am incomplete
With whom am well pleased
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow..That's short and sweet. I saw two things.one aspiring to be something great and the other is longing to meet your loved one.May be finding your true self