He lay dampened
By his overflowing emotions,
His touch buried him
Even deeper inside,
Every breath seemed heavy
And every memory
Beat him to his core;
The pain lashed at him,
He sought the Divine
Wanting nothing but the Light-
The light of true faith,
Expecting at any moment
For something to change...
But nothing seemed to happen:
The Gods seemed to mock him-
Laugh at his being-
His wishes were never granted:
Sinking as a ship-
Tormented as a boat on troubled waters,
And still holding on
To the last vestiges of some belief...
Hoping it would change
To something that would save him
From being buried,
From drowning-
He was burning
In his depths...
Though his feelings dampened the effect,
He struggled still in pain
Writhing, and finally tried to rise
But was strangled
By the same desire for a certain truth;
The impossible never happened
And he left in dismay:
He died a painful death in faith...
The divine intervention was all he wanted,
A return of emotions was what he sought;
A struggle was all he repented,
For Peace he never got;
His wishes went away in the coffin
With questions he could never ask;
The last of the nails looked heavily laden,
Was beaten into his cask....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem