today
all are cryiing
to live.
yet living
is so far from
life.
heart, body and
soul,
you might find one,
or the other,
if you find too,
they play hide and seek
with you.
conscience,
inner voice,
lacking
strength to strength,
with people.
some times
no longer audible
to some.
the voice, of the soul
which the poet feels,
in silence,
the touch,
instinct of the artist,
is the inner voice
of god!
all we need to revive!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very nice poem Ritty, inner voice is often so weak that a perfect silence is required to hear it, your poems do come from heart, the seat of most sacred. this site is frequented by both ghosts and vile and ill-willed people, don't mind their childish games, they are just here for fun sake, let them have their fun! 10/10