Today I looked up and saw a cloud
Not just a cloud, a dark cloud
I looked all around me
only to find
an end
An end to what had just begun
The air was just not as sweet
not clean enough to breath
Why don't I just go back, I thought
Because I would never come back
This place, so desolte and bare
no ones here, no one's breathing
silence, is all I hear
Where are you?
Can you guess where I am?
The present, a not so pleasent time
Why so desolte and bear?
No one knows, but I was there
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We're both living in the present and its not so pleasant but we can bare with it together. Love, - HB