To Be Heard

Do you see the clouds flowing with the wind?
Do you feel the touch of light upon your skin?
Do you know the legend of far white shores?
Do you know sweet feel of love?

I wish I could tell you the story
As beautiful as fading melody
I wish I could sing you a lullaby from the childhood
So dear, never withered in memories

Tell me your tale
Unveil your soul
Never let this moment fade
Until the end of the world

I open my heart to the world
See the sincerity within every word
I cry through the rhyme and verse
To have a chance to be heard

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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