One day
I was walking
In a unknown land
Without sky
Without existence
Without your flowers
I was alone
Birds died
River died
Even
Sun set died
Just the land and me
We were watching
A mountain
Middle of colors
I left it
And went to an other place
In the darkness
In the pain
The land of blind lights
Thus
I called them
I took their hands
And
I guided them
To an other land
But
Lights left me too!
again
I became alone
Without your lips
Your kissing
Life left me
I was alone
Just the land and me
We watched dead of world
And
Saw the hearts
That fell
In the unknown land
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Living in the land sounds like living in the desert, desert of love and beautiful life...it really deep write but hey never feel like desert is a bad land, green it by strong hope and may you have all flowers in your hands, Keep writing this is a good poem! _Unwritten Soul