Autumn is leaving,,
And i heard the voice of spring,,
The flowers are blooming,,
And birds are singing,,,
The nature is so happy,,,,,
But i am going to cry.
Because i am the bird who can not fly.....
I lost my wings.
I lost my sky....
But there is a hope.
For which i can try..
Ya i m going to search a new SKY..
This is good, why you said it isn't....i like the opening hope at the ending...a good one! 10_Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem..ya, I am going to search a new sky.....Moving towards positivity.