I listen anticipating a sound
Knocking my head for a reasonable ground,
I listen hoping something could be found,
I listen as this mind idles,
wondering untill it stumbles on huddles,
I listen but all is riddles and cunning edges.
I listen but all is Clouding my abilities,
This very way to overcome difficulties,
I listen but to align myself with opportunities.
I listen in the midst of sharp noise,
searching for guidance, in a subtle voice,
I listen and didn't have a choice.
I reposeth quietly and tranquil,
I listen untill all this blanks fill
I listen and i hold still.
Until wisdom falls in these ears and sink
I listen till my mind is made to think,
until I eradicate my fears with ink.
I listen to know where i stand, to better myself,
to better understand,
I listen so I could learn.
I listen as the words were coming,
Flowing and chaining down into senses,
I listen as the words were falling into places.
I listen and listen... anticipating.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem man...! With this kind of writting you can only get better from here just keep it up.