like smoke in your eye
an uncontrollable cry
like an unsolved question
still asking why
like a broken wing
missing to fly
as ice melts
a fire burns down
like in the dark
a light cannot be found
in the silence
can not hear a sound
like a wanderer
drifting all around
as ice melts
fire burns down
like a grasp of answers
in your own illusion
like a self debate
only to return your confusion
like a paradox
with no solution
as ice melts
a fire burns down
like a day without light
what would be night
like an emotionless fight
who ends up right
like the cold has a bite
like closed eyes have stronger sight
as ice melts
a fire burns down
as sun sets
night becomes light
You are a true poet, my little Miss July Barfughnugen....shhhh.....your secret is safe with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stunningly picturesque!