As the sun goes down
And the shadows creep in
I am left with a nothingness
No feeling or thought
I care to repeat
Or dare admit to knowing
Sleep often evades me
I lay awake in silence
Awaiting the passing of time
To bring back the day
Light the room
Remove the shadows
Which haunt me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We love lights of life-the joy, hope everything is light; and dark-the gloomy things(in your poetic tongue) .But mind can think deep in dark! yet your poem is interesting.Thank you for sharing
Thank you for the kind feedback