You refuse
To open your card,
Okay it is,
No excuse, though.
I take my own image
To break the sky.
And to move
Beyond you
I face the hurdles.
Okay, I said
In my own name sake.
Is the sky really
Cloudy?
Have the clouds power
To take the sky elsewhere
Or change it anyway
In colour and in size?
No need to give answer,
It is all to think
And act on what you think.
It is time
To go beyond words
To go beyond the think-tank.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem