I have wings to fly high
To see the earth from the sky
I have dreams to see and meet
Flying with clouds at immense height
I have to walk and walk
Amidst my schedule of work
I forget bitter memories of the past
And move ahead till my breaths will last
I have so many wishes
To see places and meet faces
To love and be loved and do good
My heart is soft and mellow and not rude
Enjoed this lovely, optimistic poem that exemplifies, 'le joie de vivre', the Joy in Living as the French do say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Anil, I can totally relate to this poem! And I'm finally making my dreams come alive! And it's so exciting! ! !