in this candle light
when i see your face
i feel as
i am looking on a
cold statue
with lots of pain
and patience to adore this pain
the statue; which
confronted every storm every rain
looking at
the calmness in your eyes
and your body filled with grace
i become strong
strong enough to face
the feline world out there
but with a little touch i realise
ask myself
is it really calmness
or the coldness you embraced
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, a good write.