The only ones offended...
And pretend they have a right,
To fight against and defend
Expressions that lend themselves
To expose feelings felt without pretence.
They themselves keep fenced...
Intensed!
Are those who sit with inner conflict!
Their sickness is in their minds.
And will not be found in mine!
This freedom to explore possibilities...
Is an option not to be entrapped,
By those wrapped up within!
Their limitations are not sought,
To provide an end to my thoughts!
very provoking, we experience and felt it thats why we deliver it very strong sense. thanks, peace, love, joy to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poetry gives a freedom...........not found in reality..... Each express a little exagerated.....may be.... In some cases.....little suppresed...may..be...... But....................courage to express Comes only after passing the test of inner conflict!