Before this bitter evening
This fall, full of pain
This vortex of solitude
The slough of despair
I thought like this
Without you the world
Alas's cell
All chains of disdain
But now I see
Without you reality absurd
Without you, meaning empty
The heart's hand is musty
In this lagoon Without spirit
need a move
by the look of love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The evening you have feel so windy, it sunset feeling there...so packed with colors, of emotion you have...feel needy, feel the senses and stab deep in heart before it finally meet dark..as night..it's a nice poem Eghbal, keep writing_Unwritten Soul