I'm
Condemned
To live
In my fear,
Out of dreams,
For my death,
With tears and blood,
With ache and joy,
In agony
And ecstasy.
Getting your hate on
Sharing dark corners
Of our subconscious,
In cruelest games
Fighting our feelings.
In your aggressive world
Having a painful peace,
In the absence of love,
When my pain means your smile
And my ache means your joy,
For graves of enkindling.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Having a painful peace In the absence of love When my pain means your smile And my ache means your joy..... Extreme these lines perhaps thousands of thousands devotees uttered through the ages, yet so romantic such stretch of surrendering heart. Man, really so hopeless and helpless by the trance of love....globally or metaphysically. Good writing and deserves my extreme choice by marks if machine does not betray. Regards, pranab 10++