Lips chapped with frost beg for another’s warmth on this snow drenched day.
My body aches and throbs in intense pain from the bitter cold like a massive choir singing in harmony.
My body can no longer move.
My heart can no longer stay on beat.
My soul is a frozen statue.
The blood in my veins is slowly crystallizing into liquid ice
As my movements
Decay into numb shaking and twitching.
All I desire is a dropp of warmth.
The touch of another to cure this frozen coffin my body has become for my soul.
Let my heart
Melt in love
Not in vain
Please bring an end to this never ending pain.
Before my existence is proven worthless yet again.
This desire for unfulfilled love as a man of pure snow is almost too much to bear.
Sunlight is the only source of warmth available for my body to indulge in,
Not the caring tender touch of another,
Not the kind, loving arms I long to be held by,
Not the body heat of another living being.
These dreams are what I would give my heart and soul to have come true,
But the world stands in between me and my better half.
Self conceded thoughts
Repel me from any type of love
In this modern society.
My legs cave into weary
While my heartbeat grows weak
In the warm embrace of loneliness
My soul will eternally sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
While my heartbeat grows weak In the warm embrace of loneliness My soul will eternally sleep. ............................ beautiful lines..beautiful verse.A well penned write, and your words flow gently.