Heaven or hell, I lie between, suspended,
swinging on the centre of the rainbow,
a Tarzan not wanting a Jane.
we pass, like strange beings, in the cold dawn.
the streets ring with shouts.
here chaos reigns within my breast
at nineteen, you asked did I love you,
well if I loved myself more, I could then love you, I replied.
you wanted everything but I am a stagnant pool
with a vagrants heart, offering only darkness and deep troubled water.
light is somewhere over the rainbow
but the reflections look bleak on unsilvered clouds.
In another time and another place we would have made it
but then the hour was too late and you couldn't ask me again,
would I, I wonder, have answered the same now.
but the rainbow dissipated leaving only rainy tears
and dripping hope with no time for regrets.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. Love hurts so much sometimes its better to scram.