We cross over the streams of fear
Such solitude and silence, we bear
Laughters and smiles cease
We find in our ways more to miss
Those days we see in the horizon is the sun
In a steady halt and no where to run
Our souls and spirits are lift up high
And those we leave had to sigh
We stay glued to the mind that we love
Such longing and miss like when we starve
All the roles we played are written in the stars
When what left is less in mass
There is much tear in the world behind
We like to wipe but again have to hide
For such time when they come
No one can run but be tough
We leave behind when the birds still sing
And fish run wild and play with its fin
When the sounds of the rivers and water falls
Finds us healing beneath our walls
Flowers bloom and shook in breeze
Butterflies greet and kiss
Boyfriends and girlfriends enjoy our presence
Kissing even in public without licence
There are times when we are born
And those that hardship we bore
Like the time we say hi
And that when we die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really nice. I really like it.