They say I live like I die
That life is a pain for me
I could not feel the sky
Like
I am a lost man
Without a trace of my soul
I ask what I should do
Coz I don't know what I could
They laugh at me
And I wonder what if I can
May be I can touch the sky
I close my eyes
And see myself run
I try but I could not
and then I cry
to realize
that it is easy to cry
and die
but to love myself without saying a lie
They say i can't touch the sky
they just say..
Now I look back
and in love I could realize that
there is a bird in every man
which breaks free to kiss the sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very, very nice. I can so relate.