Through the dens of blinding light,
I walk out in the sunlight,
And the foggy minds of mine,
Listening up today.
What I see isn’t that nice,
Noises of a screeching tide,
And all it is but a foggy mind,
Sees it all today.
I don’t know why?
I walked this way
To see it all slip away,
And not a hand to hold me tight,
Standing alone in this daylight
But the wind blowing very light,
I feel it all today.
So I say again,
To this whole world,
Never to jump in this ‘love’ly world,
For love is not that all can get,
Breakings are at every step.
And now I smile in this blinding light,
That shields my eyes from this plight,
My feet are now quitting quite,
Walking a path,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice penning.... Asma..