when ego declines
your heart's insistence;
love,
converse in silence..
when words cease to exist
and mind repudiates;
love,
converse in silence..
when each word you say
is always held against;
love,
converse in silence..
asked to quit the game
far worse, you couldn't complain;
love's
too terse with silence!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
deep enigmatic lines...steeped and stoked with a sorrow trailing along in the lines like dangling branches sweep the canals waters on a misty morn... that's the mood that came through... nice write tc