Faces, places, spaces,
Chaotic style of life,
Differences of races,
Hide all, for ones you like.
Hide all your pain with smiles,
Mask all your greed with love,
Fulfill your heart with tries,
To put the memories above.
Don't fight, just wait for signs,
Don't push, just look around,
Remember all the times
You fell down on the ground.
You run from what it bothers,
Your instincts might feel blue,
You don't escape from others,
You just escape from you.
An instinctive poem, with psychological treatment. Good one!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Indeed something to ponder upon. The introspection is needed and yet so many fear it. Well put together.