There were times when inspiration became sparse,
When rte closest people to me derided me,
Calling my attempts stagnant dreams,
Frivolous dreams
There were times when I could no longer
Keep up with the sarcasm, when I could no longer
Placate my weeping heart
I almost let the bitter flays get the better of me
I searched for sojourn
And found peace in letting go
I sought for asylum
And found a home in independency
Now as I read comments and messages
Sent by those who share the same passion about poetry
I am delighted to say
“I Have Made It! ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem