Autumn is leaving,, 
   And i heard the voice of spring,, 
   The flowers are blooming,, 
    And birds are singing,,, 
    The nature is so happy,,,,, 
   But i am going to cry.
                     Because i am the bird who can not fly.....
                     I lost my wings.
                     I lost my sky....
                     But there is a hope.
                     For which i can try..
                     Ya i m going to search a new SKY..                
This is good, why you said it isn't....i like the opening hope at the ending...a good one! 10_Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Beautiful poem..ya, I am going to search a new sky.....Moving towards positivity.