When is the day
When I will be set free?
When will I hear the voice
Calling out to me?
For now chained and bound
My day like eternal night,
But my hopes, low and grounded
One day will take flight.
A beautifully crafted write. It echoes the voice of hope. A great piece.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yearning for freedom is the foremost in all living beings. Nicely depicted. Thanks.