No time to spare
No message to convey
And no word to whisper
Meaningless this wait is
When cruel eyes
Focusing upon me
The smell of ashes
Suffocating
And the shadow
Lengthening behind me
When I am away from
The expectations of life
Fear fills up mind
To say
i am lonely
With my dreams.
Cruel eyes
Focusing upon me
Extending again
The life's real pictures
Cruel eyes are also keeping watch on us.This is the eyes of conscience or of just the polar opposite that is a big question for us all.Fab write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not so cruel like that! ! ! !