night envelopes my pain and sorrow.
moon's light fails to reach even this place
there is no reprieve
in this vacuum
where I asked a question
with no reply.
so I'll continue on in silence
building bridges to the edge of your precipice
where we meet one day
to work out how to deny this love.
all the while I'll
believe less and less
in mercy, compassion,
and hope.
I felt the sadness ooze from these words; a nicely written piece.
I like this one very heart felt Wanting something but cannot be This happens so much in life I have one Dark Clouds...Heavy With Rain It is a Painful Rendition of a relationship gone bad Peter
A bridge in order to reach a precipice: the feeling of utter hopelessness is embodied in this paradoxic image.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" I'll believe less and less in mercy, compassion and hope." Marvellous, albeit poignant