- I wanted to sleep in a bed
Not in rags, nor in tatter cloths
I wanted to eat some food
Not some leftovers from the ungrateful
I left my motherland dreaming of my
future
But here I am, fantasizing of my
past.
YOU ARE READING
Bound of words
PoetryJust a bound of words that creates a poem~~ *Every poem is original and I really do hope you would all love it. Also, some of it were based on lyrics and I just did some magic tricks into them ;) *
