Tell me about the time
When the hearts smiled in duet
Remember that little rhyme
That would help us forget
The trouble, the chaos. the tears
Refusing to go back
Repeatedly piercing bloody fears
Keeping the comfort in tact
Would you not rather feeling nothing?
Then invite the touch of solitude and lies
Emptyness is surely loving
When you've experienced the voices and cries.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My All-Time Favorite.