I have always been haunted by some long distant night lights of a city.
I have always been haunted by some strange dreams for two blue eyes and an odd death silence.
I have always been haunted by some eerie ghosts of my most dark moments.
I have always been haunted by a sorrow which wept through a melancholic rain.
I have always been haunted by the loneliness of the winter park of a big city.
I have always been haunted by that acrid smell of rain as it falls in a dry road.
I have always been haunted by some cold nights without moon and some half burnt cigarettes in an ashtray.
I have always been haunted by a sensation of the blue sky hidden as a secret in the white of your eyes.
I have always been haunted by some crazy lines which sing about love, life, death.
I have always been haunted by some sunrises and some sunsets and my soul was shivering as I watch them giving birth to my unconscious self.
I have always been haunted by that loneliness you feel when you are surrounded by a crew of “friends”.
I have always been haunted by that tearful glance of yours saying to me “love me”.
I will always been haunted by a child which grow old and still refuses to become a “well respected man”.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem