I roam barren fields
Ebony velvet descending
Seeping beneath my skin
As emotions unforseen
Send icy whispers down my spine...
I put my heart
Against a wall of my confinement
Taking in various conversation
From souls that I neither can see nor touch...
In hopes to ease my hunger for solace,
I stagger away intoxicated by poisonous fruit...
For in a fragment of my heart
A memory of light is emblazoned.
Illuminant; burning,
Where I seemingly cannot grasp...
For, I cannot dance in darkness
Or roam fields I cannot see...
'I am blind'
Acres of beauty remain barren:
Unseen...
Until truth and meaning are defined.
Dedication,
For all those finding their way through the dark...
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I would like to translate this poem
this poem is like being in a soft, shadowy dream. i wouldn't call this Dark, even with the line about being poisoned by fruit... it's mysterious and yet there isn't really anything confusing about it. a great mixture. two thumbs up :) please feel free to share your thoughts on some of mine!