Spilling out like sentences as thoughts rippled
Waves of sadness washed all over me
A terrible twist of fate it ought to be
A tragic soul had stolen the life of my entire body
As the sun faded behind the ribbon of white clouds
The oceans crashed revealing lifeless pleas
And the bitter wind took away moments seized
The stones of hope hid beneath the surface of the roaring sea
The garish celestine illuminated a heart of scarlet in a seige
With a whirlwind of exploitable weakness beseiged
As the ground lay quiet, a clangor of unrelenting weeps echoed
The trees swayed bringing ephemeral uncertainties in a place of abode
As I walked along the shores with my feet kissing the sand
The inseparable breeze and wind played melody in my empty hand
Despite the blind glimpse of the freedom I had rarely known
In silence, life will sweetly whisper what this tragic soul has endured alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem. I loved the last stanza.