I scrape the skies from the edge of my nails
the clouds curl into my nail bed and skin
I stand on the mountain of sacrifice
the length of which I traverse
through chilling adversity
my heart resists a travesty
the clouds rain snow upon my face
my footprints are buried without a trace
you wonder how i walk these lenghths
ignoring my bleeding feet and strenghth
As its always said to finish you need to start and you just did. All the very best
Nicely crafted poem.I enjoyed reading.Thanks for sharing
I stand on the mountain of sacrifice and amazingly perceive love from wonderful poem. Brilliant poem is wisely penned.10
Beautiful poem Ruchira Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great start with a nice poem, Ruchira. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks