Under a bright sun, on a barren land
Like a dead body, but alone, I stand
Staring at my ugly but beautiful hands...
My feet that have been dumped in sand.
My eyes are dry and throat is sore
Crying for all what I have done before
But times have changed and I've got bold
And I care them no more.
Because when I look back and try to glee
Emptiness is what I see.
So I closed the doors and turned the key
A step towards mt destiny!
Now my meet are free and I have to go
'Cause I am reborn and I know!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. I like the use of imageries in the poem. Keep writing and read my poems also