No words
I am awed
the sight
of love
it makes me speechless
the touch of
love ones
it renders me
revolving
around insane axis
that rotates my thoughts
into filmy boughts
Yet, more silenced am I
when I face the unloving ones
the heartless brutes
whose eyes are stones
looks are knives
and minds are monkeys
keyed to operate
with distinct brutality
the more the good
the more the bad
in this world of neutrality
Silenced am I
shocked numb.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem