who cares about sparks,
that did not ignite
nor wishes, or lights
gone out and
fires that did not start,
dreams drenched in blood
fantasies drowned by floods
thoughts gone astray
whims, that did betray
who cares
when they are only yours
short lived and secret
had no birth
no parents or claims
are gone and disappeared
of no conseqence
of return. vanished
caught
in the twilight zone
of pause
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that's good. i liked the 'fantasies drowned by floods' line... Well done