I am not able to fly
With my scared wings
Like a lofty bird
Lost the wings
Yes, I am a soul rebel
So let me enjoy
My evening sauntering
Let myself sway in ecstasy
Between wildflowers
When they dance
In the dazzling sun rays
Let my soul percieve
The magic of creation
Let this soul rebel go
To feel the floating
Upon the sky!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful piece of work, Rohma. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.