They say in quietude
Lives joy in abundant
But I heard in your silence
A crying voice
A wounded soul
A bittered heart
Laughter is the mirror's
Image and display
But tears hidden inside
Are like salty ocean
That never dries
But grows deep and deep
Slowly the weevils devour
The sweet grain that grows
And leave everlasting
Holes as deep as the earth
Filled with sorrows
Never dried till death
Mournfully you murmur
But your voice remains
Unheard and wounds unhealed
The moon is your companion
At the dark of night
But the sun invites your pains
You nurse a death too big
For life, for true love never
Crossed your path
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I would like to translate this poem
But tears hidden inside Are like salty ocean That never dries But grows deep and deep.... a powerful poem full of feelings and stating facts of life. thank u dear poet. tony