there are words
which are better left unsaid
some dreams
that do not come true
a love that must
stay unrequited
a self so unfulfilled
an ambition that is merely a sketch
a face that you cannot touch
lips that you cannot kiss
shadows that remain
as shadows no flesh & bone
the sway that never
becomes a dance just a bend
or a tiptoe
that is why the stars
hang on the skies and they are so silent
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem