You've changed the settings
of my eyes
with your lies and your stalking
in disguise
they do not shine from love
no more
they don't gaze calmly
like before.
The pressure of some heavy thought
they've wrought
fought to keep the demons out
with their aggression
oppressed they wander restlessly
-as if before confession-
but without success
succession……….
in search for ease or tenderness! M
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem