Despair Poem by Tom Billsborough
Despair
Without love or hate
What languor pierces my heart?
No cause to my fate.
Is this poem made from cupid arrow? because it hurts when it hit, but love is immerse the feeling at the same time :) loved it
Thank you, Unwritten Soul.Depression often comes without a specific cause. Or so we think. Maybe the cause like Cupid's arrow is buried deep within us.
Thanks, Edward. It's a pleasure to hear from you, one of my favourite poets.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/23/2024 3:07:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You hit the proverbial nail on the head (did I say that right? I'm the worst idiom regurgitator. I agree that that must be one the most difficult things to cope with for those who suffer. For in the 'not knowing' how do you ever have the control to fix it?