The cold long winter left me weary
The alpha men’s ideals has made me leery
I want to hatch this shell and be exposed
To break the sphere I’ve been enclosed
To experience the old familiar afresh
To redefine my coordinates on this mesh
To travel down many creeks like a fish
Or like a flying kite that makes a swish
With you I want to shed (share) a tear my dear
I want this life o’vanity to disappear
I want to have this foggy head all clear
I can no longer run this show on fear!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's very hard to write a poem in which every line ends in end-rhyme without it sounding forced. You have succeeded magificently. Nice poem about resolution and change.