Blocked and shunned
by the black and dark,
the sky sealed the cloud.
The brooklet hid behind
the hawk-head mountain.
All the music of the world,
got frozen and bade
goodbye, to love, to hate
and to any loveless word
as they say like love!
Numbness spread thru veins.
The Volcano slept not to rise.
NEELA! You're back I hope the rice didn't break your back! ! ! Love all your poems! !
No doubt numbness kills the emotions, no emotions, no love, no hate, and man becomes a robot. Nice write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All the music of the world is frozen inside your mind to outburst one day and we welcome that day