I hide behind the smile
Like a child afraid of the dark;
I take life from an optimistic mile
And laugh at what lies at my back.
My hand hurts and yet it heals,
Tears kick behind my smiling mask
Yet I dance with wounded heels
And as a star on the sky of fame I still bask.
18-08-2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Obigod. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks