I still do adore varied curves of dream as ephemeral
murky night of lone breath adheres to silhouette
darkness shambles of shadow rued not to call upon
does it bespeak of elusion abnegated of own god?
still i do admire as they say everything is relative by change
dazzling light of day melts slowly into pitch black by evening
season changes by its varied taste for them to befuddle
heart ruffles as snappy tone of voice stumble upon
i still do honor very crux of matter as when illusive
precision guides to follow right path to uphold truth
by promise of silence space traverses being wordless
we are simply the puppets in the hands of alienation
vision distracted fails to see hales of enlightenment
beleaguered kingdom loses freedom of its own crown
as dream suffers being shocked of emptiness in void
on valley of distant mountain beauty seems to redound.
Darkness shambles of shadow to dreams suffers being emptiness, really a nice expressive poem in this forum. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
emptiness in void, good one sir.