1: 06 p.m.
Tempting this soul, sorrow of a lifetime slipping into a
song, saddened by a heart filled with grief.
Finding echoes silently groping in a mind, attaching pain
to innermost feelings of emotions, carrying away a being
into the beyond.
Belonging to complex thought processes, tangled in jungles
of hungry desires, awaiting fulfillment, pushing sorrow
into the background.
Wanting beauty of interior sensations to fill this entire
being, knowing an incessant beauty of sorrowful feelings
shown in past joyful memories. 1: 07 p.m.
(10/25/14)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem