Journey Into Bliss Subtitles How Is My Poem? I Don't Mind Criticism?

How is my poem? I don't mind criticism? - journey into bliss subtitles

I wonder what you think.

Homage to the weakness

The sad path to the future
It contains within itself a thousand souls
To keep forever

It contains the stories of those who drown in the fear
Now is my time to cross that bridge
The downstream fish contaminated

Reflecting on my last water sample
The past is condemned in the eyes of the heart
However, blind to the pain of the mind

Last, the control over the mouth of the river
The dream of happiness, and that the line
In search of freedom that attracts me here

We are a nation of people miser
This is not our nature to forgive
We are hungry people in general

The weakest among us into the pit
Left in confusion, depression
Those who come to rely, before the imposition of the death penalty
Trying to its past to regulate regression

Therefore, starting on the road in the distance
End of the waste in the sorrows of the past
Sad hearts that have no homePosition.