in the incessant flow
of silence that surrounds me
you are embedded
the way a delicate melody is
how long do i wait
for this melody to break free
of the silence to fill
my ears...
the whispers i hear behind
those fluttering eye lashes
burden my delicate heart
with a nagging question
'when... again? '
this endless waiting
this heartfelt longing
spreads into every
nook and corner of my
mind and body like
a forset fire...
05dec2009
13.58hrs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
These lines are elegant and mysterious. The longing and waiting remain, a question unanswered.