I walk around with a wounded soul
I stare down reality from a tiny peephole
I walk blindly with my eyes wide open
And Bump into thousand lives all littered around barren
Come take me far far away from this madness
I wanna lose myself from this mundane wryness
Wanna swim with the stars
And shop in the vast universal bazaars
Shake me up wake me up from my cozy living slumber
Don’t even for a moment let me put down my anchor
I have stagnated, pushed boundaries in this life too far
With carefree impunity I seem to have relished too many a scars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The best medicine is to turn your judgment inward. People don't define who you are. You do. I like your poem.