Sometimes I wish I could
Break the barriers
And free myself from this golden cage
And become a free bird
Free of the worries of the haunting past
And of the unknown future
Flying in the vast sky
Sans any pains or sorrows
Sometimes I wish I could
Rest in the soft clouds
Freeing my heart of the burdens
And become weightless
And floating with the clouds
Quenching my thirst
With the chilled droplets
Forgetting all my rage and anger
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem made me think of Khalil Gibran's parable 'The Vision'. You have expressed yourself well. I cannot begin to imagine your sorrow over all that has happened, and my mind cannot take in all that has happened in Chennai in just the last two years. Good write.