The wound the mutual
hatred,
the quivering silence- lean time of mutual
separation
under the bed lamp.
To breath the sensation
they burn tomorrows!
Fire of hatred
independent of love
gathers all around
the beds
besides the night lamps!
Fight is on!
The eyes locked!
Sending out beams!
Rages of anguish!
Underneeth, love
dumps all memories.
Cold shivers in blood!
Blood boils down
the throat.......
Sound utters SILENCE at last!
Out of debris of love!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Silence of heart when love is lost... A nice poem! ! !