No more does anything exist
No more life is in my wrist
Time that life had held so tight
No more flies with its flight
The clocks around me keep ticking still
But my arms on them shall not move on their will
Waters stopped flowing
Air dances no more
Willows will not be wilting
Leaves shedding no more
No more does life exist
Beyond the reach of life
Beyond my fleshy existence
Beyond life in it
Copyrights © Zuellah Huma Ahmed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great start with a nice poem, Zuellah. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks