Sometimes I feel as if,
I have birds in my head,
Fluttering around, fluttering around
And I can't go ahead, unless
I write their flutters, down.
But please don't tell anyone!
For they may come around
And take me to a place,
Where all dreams are drowned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the metaphor and the mystic nature of these words; this one truly touches my soul.