Don’t you ever think
That I do not sink
Deeper into this indelible ink
You are the face
I am the behind
We both are a part
Of this stained plate of 'Life'
A plate made of china
So fragile and defined
It can easily get shattered
Into a million pieces of porcelain
A piece from that plate
Is so lonely and betrayed
By the ones that had formed it
And gave it a fate
Starved of emotions
A life full of commotion
A void within my soul
Getting larger as I get old
I try to bind them together
The pieces of my life
Every time that I miss
It stabs me deep within
It tares me apart
So I sit and I restart
Nick Kler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love it. It shows great emotion from within. Keep writing :)