my grey half closed eyes
stare at nothing
but the darkened sea
The blind moon escapes the clouds
and shows its shining face
the moon is deaf as well as blind
but every one sees it now
I look at the moon
its shining rays fall on my face
the moon’s face
shimmers in the sea
like a bad reflection
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem