When will these storms of eerie silence subside?
I don`t know and so you be around me and absorb the terror
For I shudder and shake often.
When will these lightings of fossils of clouds wither away?
I don`t know and so you be with me and put your arms around me
For I cover my face with my fragile palms oftener.
When will these crowds of the deserted lands begin to hail at me?
I don`t know and so you be with me and hug me tight
For I feel lonely and am scared about a fairy hiding very often.
When will these distances between the rigid minds get shorter?
I don`t know and so you be treading with me
For my limbs get transfixed and paralysed the oftenest.
You are there my known devilish friend and guide
And that`s why I don`t stay with any unknown angels.
Leave me not, outrun me not and trail not behind me either
For my gossamer net has been woven around you.
Be around me, nay not that far where I have to search for you,
Be around me, nay not with a quiet mouth that does`nt suit you.
Be around me, my gossamer has to float like a wave of care and feel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem