R: Tonight I’m going to the deep.
And I shan’t cry, and I shan’t weep
Any more…
I. The streets are rivers of the dark.
The trees are veins beneath the line
Of Life. And wind’s a zombie-shark.
And you won’t be a friend of mine
In grave-yards turned those silent blocks.
And City-corpse is spilling vine
Of hatred on my soul’s rocks.
And you won’t be a friend of mine.
R: Tonight I’m going to the deep.
And I shan’t cry, and I shan’t weep
Any more…
Tonight I’m going to the deep.
And I shan’t cry, and I shan’t weep
And adore…
II. And no one's missing my red eyes,
And that is why they’ll never shine.
You won’t stop when my soul flies
‘Cause you won’t be a friend of mine.
R.
hey karina this is a sweet lyric with lilting lingering musical rhythm going deep into the soul. a philosophical thought so softly, stealthily and secretely conveyed. Awesome poetic thought.
hey karina........i loved your seducives writes..................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
karina: just great...keep sharing more in english Please read my poems and advise tarapada.mohapatra@tatasteel.com