the sound of silence
is muted by the crackling laughter
of the brook that flows
to the stinking sea
down the unwinding maze
of lost memories
within unforgiving hearts
of unwanted souls
silence is of the dove
whose feathers were broken
by the wings of times
tired of searching
for peace for nations and mankind
silence is that
trembling lips
of the crippled man
kneeling inside temples
where paints cracked dry..
there is too much
deafening silence
sorrounding myself
and i fainted
then fall
and died in silence
leaving this weird world
my soul floated in silence
in search in search
of a Silent God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem