I sing to my soul
with silent words.
I talk to myself
under my breath.
I play with myself
in a corner of my mind.
I hate my self
for things ive done
I blame myself
when NO One understands me
I feel myself worthless
when thers no one to Trust
I hide myself
when I use To cry
I like myself
for making people feel good
I Love myself
for being caring
I can’t neglect myself
for wat o therz may never know
And I celebrate myself
Every day.
In my mind there is a vast lowland,
Growing thoughts and words.
In my mind there is a vast ocean,
Full of songs of sorrow.
In my mind there is a vast universe,
Of wonder and imagination.
In my mind there is a child,
A child with powers unknown.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb imagery... but especially loved these lines... In my mind there is a vast universe, Of wonder and imagination. In my mind there is a child, A child with powers unknown .... for when one is full of wonder and imagination.. as long as one is innocent and childlike.... one is at peace..... Welcome back.. you posted a poem after a long time...