I am the walking light
I am the vigilant night
I am the longing sight
I am the tentative plight
I am the strength in pain
I am the silent rain
I am the power insane
I am the anima in vain
I am the child in recklessness
I am the missing wilderness
I am the stars in endlessness
I am the living senselessness
I am the radiant fire
I am the violent desire
I am the truthful liar
I am the chosen messiah
I am the veiled rendition
I am the shrouded vision
I am the virtuous invasion
I am the intense deification
I am the extant misconception
I am the unused contraception
I am the bewildered interjection
I am the plunging perception
I am the scrupulous instructor
I am the emotional predator
I am the superior mediator
I am the unfound narrator
Excellent Lynette. There is guts in this in case you didn't know. H
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lynette, you have talent but it isn't really displayed in this piece. Repeating the same beginning on each line is an over-used technique, probably the number one stylistic cliche. in poetry. Good thing I know you can do better. Regards.