In moments like these,
my soul longs for days past.
In moments like these,
I wish to escape to the never before.
In moments like these,
spirit engulfed by sorrows unknown.
In moments like these,
self is too loud I can hardly hear 'Me'.
In moments like these,
I cry from pain never felt.
In moments like these,
I wish for joy once experienced; in moments never before.
I hope for endless laughter; impossible.
I bleed without a wound.
And my knees quiver from a burden unseen,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A monologue giving vent to all depression, agonizing thoughts etc at a moment of loneliness. Well projected. Thanks for sharing.