Have you ever wondered when the time
will come again
That you feel like you want
to get up in the morn again
But instead you are sad
that the sun is shining
You wanted rain instead
so no one could see you hiding
You try to lie deep
so deep to take away the pain
But months go by
and it still stays the same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good depiction of life at it's lowest ebb, well articulated and insightfully penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing Tristan. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Thank you for your kind words.