Darker
Night by night
I still tip-toe in the rain.
Lighter
Day by day
I still frolic hiding stains
Deafer
Dawn by dawn
I become because I don’t want to hear
Blinder
Dusk by dusk
I become because I don’t want to see
Darker
Lighter
Deafer
Blinder
I’m still under my peel
What will happen to me
When I don’t want to feel?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its obviously a very nice poem...fesh instyle and deep in meaning...poetry well done yet a bit of an enigma...that poetry by definitionis... to me it says that one must remain contained and self sufficient in ones own confines to attain happiness...but one must not remain oblivious to pain and suffering scattered around...likely well done cheers