When emotions die,
Batteries fail and your heart stops
Crippling your limbs,
The world’s a blur.
Where did passion go?
Whatever happened to motivation,
Inspiration,
And fun?
They walked away,
Took the flame with them,
But left you burning,
Sizzling
And crumbling into a dead ash.
But the phoenix shall rise
From burn-out
And fly once more –
One day
Some day
Any day now…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem