Sometimes I grow into the emptiness of my thoughts
Lingering in the lonely void of life
I may have grown so dark, away from the light of yesterday
Cover in the manner unknown to your kind
It's true I become so cold towards you
Colder then the winter snow in torrent heights
Distant like Pluto in heavenly skies
When I grow this dark and cold
Flung with curtains of void,
Lost in this empty void of today
Away from the dusty shady of our past
Find me in this cold nights of void
Ask me why I never spoke your names
Neither mention you in the trunks of today
I will have responded to you like the other day
When you scampered in his jar
My words for you are many but my voice have dried up
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