I grasp desperately at my neck
craving anything moist
My life is such a wreck,
my wishes go unvoiced.
I hear a faint dripping sound,
'Water! ' I think.
It is the voice of things un-found,
wishing for a drink.
My shriveled up soul,
hungering for peace!
How I long to be whole!
begging for release.
I crawl slowly forward,
searching for a path.
I try to go Eastward
facing the Sun's wrath.
How Could I come this far?
only to lose my way?
I lost the Northern Star,
I know what I must say.
Slowly I get up,
So that I can kneel.
I set down my empty cup,
Now it's time to feel.
Hesitantly the words come,
As I start to pray.
from my heart the words hum,
I will live another day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That was a great poem. I loved the theme. :)