I saw the voiceless light
Calling the sleeping thunder with the open eyes
No cloud at the blue sky
Just the silent rain came down me
Pouring the heath of the coolness
And I screamed the whispering
No ear could hear my voice
Just leaving catch my crying of laughing
But it didn't find meaning
I glanced to shadow of nothing
I asked the dream
But I found confusing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice effective poem. Rich in imagery and depth. Liked and rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'A busy street' on page 1.