I have been walking around through the shadows.
The shadows that linger on the soul.
You are lonely and the world is cold.
My life is a tiny coffin between corridor,
and my heart rest well with people's stories.
I can feel your pain behind my black eyes.
I searched for love-not your stories.
Your story left a scar on me.
You've written this pain to me and I can't read it.
Every time I read it I can't pull my tears back.
Your words are sinking like a nice breeze to me,
But we are falling within dark flashbacks,
And holding each other's thought,
and I have a nice pain for you,
a gentle pain for lovers.
Sir. Macbeth Malekutu please explain to me what this poem means. I have read it 30 times over and i can't grasp a story or even a pattern. It seems as though the writer (you) understands and intends it to be this way Yet with all these peices as the reader i cant build the puzzle, can you help me? im very curious.
It is an awesome poem. Not sure if it was intentional; But when attempting to get a closer look at your writing. It was a little difficult to analyse because of the bunched up sentences. line spacing and stanza separation can help you put emphasis on sentences; And better allow you to express your writings punctually to your readers. .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well expressed thoughts and feelings, very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched...........