Reaching into unknown horizons, watching as style and
syncopation take off with rhythms that seem to capture
mind and intellect all through this life.
Lives moving in spheres of loneliness, afraid to spill
their feelings and emotions from within their hearts
and souls.
Lonely and walking into sunsets of tomorrow with no hope
in sight, seeing only tears falling alongside pathways
of life that has nothing but sadness, grief and loss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem