You and I have grown bold
Even when we were cold.
We walked on the road
Near and far from our own home
Haven't you heard my voice?
Of pain, of delusions when I was inside
I am out with you now
On a little journey venturing the safe
Mending ways and walking in the space
Strangers on the road
How bold are you?
How weary is your plight?
Where have you come from?
On this little journey of space
To grow with me for ages and years of
Known and unknown kinship.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice start, Sushant. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks