Walking in the streets of sins
it felt hard to hide from those you love;
for the one you love.
I never knew my heart could weigh much;
each beat seemed like a ton,
thrown away from the top of the hill
deep down to the bottom of my soul
My heart kept quarrelling;
a duel of conflicting emotions
twisting and bleeding my very soul;
to love or to be loved?
to sin or to be sinned?
i wanted to be free,
clear and pure as a crystal;
like a fish in the clear brook;
like the pebbles and the algae
resting peacefully in a stream;
If only my thoughts were the same,
I wish... I wish... I wish...
I have read this poem once. Whatever you do, you could directly direct your hand to sky. You don't need to whisper at anyone's doorsteps to purify. I love the poem and its diction. Congratulation. You have a lot in you. Plz keep writing and show them, those who try to stop you even in dreams, that you are indestructible.
A well articulated train of thoughts penned in poetic diction to capture the essence of the poem and the poet's convictions. A very nice piece indeed. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My heart kept quarrelling; a duel of conflicting emotions twisting and bleeding my very soul; want to be pure like crystal......... life of conflicts especially when we are young...... you have really portrayed it so well my dear poet. let this poem be an eye-opener for all young boys and girls.. thank u.. tony