Tang Trevor

Rookie (Hong Kong / Hong Kong)

Solitude - Poem by Tang Trevor

No need to worry,
because I know it.
Only the fury,
I never forget it.

It is invisible solitude,
the murky killer.
It glooms my attitude,
being blue in summer.

Struggle in jungle.
Unsafe and risky.
Life fills up with shingles,
being hurted and empty.

Muddy in January,
hard to walk.
Tears in February,
hard to talk.

Walk or talk.
No interest.
The solitude-hawk,
is my dearest.


Comments about Solitude by Tang Trevor

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 22, 2011



[Hata Bildir]