I borrowed the names of two generations
I skipped the one on the top of the notion
I put the blood on my skin like a lotion
My words that are still in the auction
My words are my nation
The one that's beside the carnation
The act of my revolution
In the eyes of my actions
Even if I die, the earth still in motion
Our suppressed emotion
My deep devotion
And all of the reasons
YOU ARE READING
THE CLOUDWALKER
Poetry𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧) - Living in my own words is better than to suffer your world. "THE CLOUDWALKER" is a collection of poems about the feeling of not belonging to the world, feeling of being trapped in the past, presen...
