years have lived here, hav seen out everything
m flying thru happily, but an unknown feeling stings
m happy on the surface, but m craving at the core
to see those knows faces, someday at my door
I travel round my city, walking thru all i've seen
wishing i was still der, just as i had been
those unfamiliar faces, still i believe their eyes
the smell of their pure air, the touch of their blazing skies
i've dragged this feeling all along
now i know where i belong
stuck here, in this unknown land
i'd.....every moment, be waiting
for the familiar faces i dont recognize
but 1 things for sure.........i'll trust ur eyes! ! !
gr8...! ! ! what else anyone ask for...? ? ? belonging to someones eyes......in MY vision...! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hey a gr8 poem yaar. Eyes are one of nature's most wonderful thoughts. Transparent. Thank you very much.