A strong willed lad
Laying dormant on sleigh
Defeated and helpless
He is yet to learn of the still movements he makes
Yes,
They confirmed it….
He is paralyzed
His heart is heavy of emotions
The cause of his paralysis
He awaits the moment of truth
When he can no longer fear to make movement
When his lips would separate
When His heart will ease on liberation of his unspoken words
Yes
His words too,
Are Froze
He seeks a path
One so perfect and flowery
Does fate have such a path?
Or would he have to construct it…
A route to another heart
The wait is taking its toll on his already heavy heart
These emotions are beyond measure
Beyond comprehension
Beyond reason; or doubt
They are after all - the cause of his paralysis
His lips will open
And he will sing his heartfelt song
The lyrics to which are yet unknown
The path he seeks to find,
Has found him
His paralysis will then disown him
He will speak of his heavy heart
Only to free it
Only to unfreeze it
To ease it
To rid of his paralysis
To rid of his paralysis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
interestingly penned/like it