To be out of sight
During such a blight
Of humqn feelings
Of human dealings
To stay out of mind
To my hearr is kind
To remain invisible
When your divisible
To stay be hind walls of stone
Yeah though loudly you groan
To have no one To hear you
No one to see you too
Is this a blessing?
Or is it distressing?
We all need someone for friendship or kindness in some form. Beautifully expressed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Man! This is an impressive poem!