Can you see me in the crowd?
Am I one of whom you'll notice?
Seconds pass, and minutes last,
An answer out of focus.
As my heart remains translucent,
I begin to feel the break,
For I fade what's left of light,
My soul becomes opaque.
Shadows fill in numbers,
Darkness cascades down my spine,
In the midst of all these hearts,
What is the chance you'll find mine?
Theories constantly running through,
Ideologies are what make me whole,
The core of me is how I dream,
But alone I shall fail my role.
In this world for what I see,
The hourglass has begun,
Seek me out, or I shall fade,
Within these shadows I hide among.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem Sir - Thanks