My silence sometimes is felt but not without remorse,
I am never free of my mind in my solace,
and for every day of sleep that I awoke,
I would be so thankful with embrace,
and all the words i could remember,
are spoken in every poems that I wrote!For hours I looked,
Every moment of my gaze,
Feelings get so hooked,
How much to me it amaze!
For days I searched,
Where is my truthfulness,
I am in such a lurch,
My time became madness!!
For years I realize,
What a fool I have been,
I am like a boat that capsized,
Why am I still breathing!
For centuries that has gone by,
I still crave for my dreams,
Who's there to hear my cries,
My life has no ending!
For over another universe,
Will I still then feel the same,
If life were to be reversed,
I might have forgotten my own name!
For time into infinity,
Will there still be life,
Are there still gravity,
Can this soul still be revived?
2 comments:
Very good poem. Well translated. Shows sharp wit, awareness and observation.
Siobhan
yeah, that's gary and his great poems ever..whoaaaa, loved his poems!
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