No more I will
confront you in rain after
imprint of peach lips.
A collective
scream goes unheard, god sleeps.
The sky burns endlessly.
You will never know,
how do I live, when glacier
breaks, I fall in chasm.
" Scream goes unheard, God sleeps. The sky burns endlessly" Intensity of grief in memory of the departed loved one is simply touching.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For fallen angel I can say. The first line is wonderful to read.