Hope is leaving me
or I'm giving up either.
Time is not tameless,
I can't tame it rather.
The void cosmos has come down
down on my dreamless sleep and day.
Only I see the pebbles of past
upon the endless bay.
I am not proud of my any work,
Yet I haven't filled the page,
which can excel time and tense,
and can win the cruel age!
No No No... hope is not leaving you just only creating good condition for you to appreciate it whenever it comes to u sooner...fight endlessly for victory! _Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Age adds your creativity better