sunlight
shining thru the window
my room has been empty
my mind is filling with mess
come and forsake me mom
i am but your daughter
dont you know how ive made a scar for you....?
yes you do know
how can you not...? u are but my mother
you can see my pain
you can taste my fear
but you will never see me
or hear my cries in vain
am i talking sense?
or are we just stuck in rewind...?
watching the travesty of life unfolding slowly
trying to blame it on our hard times...?
well mother..these times are real
and so is the pain
all we need is to find ourselves again
but where do we stand?
no on really knows
past is just down my roads
i always choose to travel
i always choose to bleed
oh mother cant u see
ur daughter's but a child
lost and lonely
loved and hated
sliding back and forth
thru life's hourglass
feeling blue and jaded
as i look outside,
sunshine.
shining through my window
on my face
hot and yellow
im sprouting wings, mother
im gonna fly.
leave all this behind.
fly away.
away
gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this one is cool, it really described the intuition of a child wanting to be free from beloved mother when the right time does comes. Though its hard to depart from the caring arms of our mother, yet we have to because it is now time for one to be mother herself. get my 10