I have been in search of a place
for a number of years,
Where i could be myself
with my eyes full of tears.
Where i could be shameless
with noone in my sight,
with not a slightest pressure on my head,
my life would be so light! ! !
Where no one would be present
to grieve me anymore,
I would be my own master
And, can all the day snore!
Where without worrying about
the world, I can cry,
And with all my liabilities
I wouldn't have to be shy.
Where no memory would haunt me
And, i would be all alone,
Where I could be myself
And, not somebody's clone! ! !
Where I could be able
to see my own dreams,
And, with all my might,
I could achieve the dream....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think the last word was 'dream' not 'cream' - but on the whole your poem is excellently written and the thoughts you related quite common to man. Very Good! ! ! ! !