The road taken so many times
Losing yourself
And then trying to leave it all behind
The excitement mixed with fear
Trembling of flame
Pondering about things being real
Sound of flowing stream so often broken
Random words heard
And one left wondering whether they were spoken
Fragile calm disturbed by one's breathing
Needs breed more hunger
Sight of control becoming deceiving
All those life's little gift tokens
Sometimes given sometimes stolen
Picked up on that very road only when we are awoken
well done I especially love the last line it finish the poem perfectly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely write, especially the last verse which is very meaningful.