Am I sailing in a sinking boat?
When will I come out of
This octopus hands?
When will I be able to start
An ordinary life?
When will I become
A day-scholar again?
Everything is there,
But only behind this huge mountain…
I wish, I will be able to climb it soon…
Every night, I dream about my life
After recovery…
I usually don’t touch,
The closed days after it…
I go far ahead…
For what?
To run away from reality?
Silssa (1983 – 1999)
suffering helps soul ripen faster. may be it's an unconscious decision as it knows that the time is less...
Just the thought that it brings to one's heart, a soul piercing piece to read...
silssa was a good poetess herself, its so very evident.thanks for sharing
What do we say, to this child But, face the wall and silently weep. Leena
This is indeed a touching poem............loved it.10+++++++
Poor girl, sympathetic Boat is keep on sinking, she never know that Keeps some expectation still she For a bright coming days and a normal life as well
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow great write 10+++ its have so much emotion n pain written in this one