A sudden prick in time
woke me up from the deep sleep
of serenity and peace I was in
A colorful dream of wonders and hues
portrayed handful of challenges
of loneliness and confinement in me
A touch of slight sunshine of blues
rose an enormous tenderness
of the life and tranquility I ever wanted
A voice from the gone past
shook the cold ice bergs
of questions and unanswered prayers of mine
A look at the glory of dying ambers
despite my earnest protests
of bliess from the past and present
A crumbled envelope encased in moments
floating upon the silver waves
of tip toed words quiet and persistent
A heart waiting to fulfill broken promises
abandoned in the unseen ashes
of never to be found and seen again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem