A soul sold,
a story untold,
sold to the highest bidder.
dreams that no longer matter.
stillness of the mind and body,
for which they can't move.
trapped in elegance which is not them.
dying eyes,
the heart stopped beating.
a soul sold, is glory never to unfold.
no more pureness,
no more gold.
a story,
of a soul that was sold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is very touching. Humanity loses grace when money enters the race. Thank you for sharing