A still life
Being alive in space
Seeing through the mind
Gazing at the blank wall across
Comprehension is beyond this world
Understanding nothing but own melancholy
That resides in the abyss of emotion
Residual sentiments accumulate
A weight gaining inside
A still life.
This is some great analogy you've got going on here. The title leads well into the content..Just great.! ! marci.xo. :) ~~~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great work of yours, again my friend.. hugs, Meggie