I am the river of my desire to move freely. I am the wind of my freedom to move freely. I am the darkness who looks for brightness. I am the dark cloud who enjoy its own fate. I make myself for years and destroy in seconds. I am my heart, my mind and my soul. I am the unburnt ash which you left in wilderness. I am my desire and i am my dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem