Heavy! ,
Too much to carry,
Recoiling, enveloping me,
I'm in suffocation,
Almost losing my breath,
But there you are!
Can't believe it!
I treasure them all.
Give my breath,
My life,
Sacrificing my happiness,
Just for you- my family.
Deprived I in all those childhood joy,
those teenage years that supposed to be mine,
to enjoy,
to explore,
to experience,
Because I live to be mature,
To extend my life for you.
But I feel the joy,
Seeing you grow,
Watching you lift and soar
high, high, high,
Though such highness is not enough for you,
But you lift a little more,
and it gives a smile in my heart.
Is there a price for that?
Yes, my own happiness.
I give it to you.
I love to live the way I wanted to...
But I have to suppress
For you.
Now, the irony recoils like a storm surge,
You put shame in my reputation,
You battered me painfully,
Physically my weigh lessen,
My heart wounded deeply, excruciatingly,
None from you hears from me,
You treat me as 'evil'
'enemy' and 'stranger'
How come? You are once my TREASURE?
NOw tears,
Rolling every night,
in lonely night,
while in my solitary moment,
Sometimes I lost my handle,
I hold those precious gem in my check,
but they cascadingly cold
in my face,
as they kiss the agony of my TREASURE
They throw mud at me,
Accuse, allege, anoint me with mud,
Because they think they are my TREASURE,
That shine in my MUD,
And that glitter in my TEARS.
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