I dream for the day I live again,
The day that is the beginning of me.
I dream of the day I come back again,
The day that I finally begin to see.
The pain and suffering from my heart
Is the only thing I feel since then.
The blackening and rotting of my soul,
Is the only thing seen by men.
I see you laugh and point at me,
Hiding amongst your group of friends.
I see them laugh uneasily,
Trying to slow down around all the bends.
I dream for the day I live again,
The day that is the beginning of me.
I dream of the day I come back again,
The day that I finally begin to see.
Hope in deplorable life at its lowest ebb is well portrayed in the poem. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned in poetic diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Dannalee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poignant poem, Dannalee. Keep writing
Thank you, I will.