For I stand here in resemblance of them
For them, who are in huts of shame
Who's doors are not knocked for long
Who's hearts mourns in silence of night
For them I stand here, to wage this fight
By stretching my wings wide I will fly
High into sky from this walls I will fly
My wings each flap will tap those hearts
Its wind will travel along to dry wet cheeks
Its active sound will make them all to rise
To rise out of their shameful huts into fame
And to break their chains of past into past
For I stand here in resemblance of them
For them, who are tired fighting for long
Who's hopes buried deep in hearts well
Who's last lit of light is about to smoke
For them I stand here, to hold this fight
Like tireless ocean tide I will fall and rise
Will rise like burning sun from deepest valley
My rise will make the longing ones to smile
And the fall will fire them like burning sun
For the tides will end at their hearts shore
Its song will echo deep in their hearts forever
And will lit the darkest nights, with its light
For, I stand here in resemblance of them...
nice simile Like tireless ocean tide I will fall and rise wonderful reflective poem
a very nice one.. happy to read its touchable, i like it :) keeep writing and thanks for sharing.
POWERFUL WRITE! LIKE THE OCEAN TIDES RISE AND FALL, FOR ME SAYS IT ALL.
Wonderful, delightful, and great poem. I ever read....true, like a song that echo Forever in our decibels in the air....my wish that this lines be a part of every Poet’s cloth of color in the worlds of poetry today....thank you and God bless... a 10+++++
let it be shared and let this be known to all... nice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
really really good! ! ! ! ! i liked it a lot! !