I'm not home,
But sitting here in my room,
Staring at the broken piece of door,
Staring at the world, out the window,
I can see the dark clouds,
Thundering and hovering over me..! ! !
The room is damp, dark and cold,
Feels like, i h've been burried very deep,
It's making me insane.
Feels like, got lost in barren land,
Dying for tiny drops of water....! ! !
I wanna come out, live my life,
Gotta see the beauty of the world,
And, try to tell myself,
But could never gather that strength..! ! !
It's just I, me & myself,
Walking down an empty road,
Stuck in a web of loneliness,
Heading towards the cruel world,
Putting up a fake smile,
Coz, i know they would never understand,
The heartaches, i have been witnessing..! ! ! ! .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a real beautifully written poem......................thanks for sharing it.............good luck