The night is dawning in my head.
Dreams are perishing in sultriness,
On gloomy Sunshine
Of my fears.
Silence is bestriding me,
It is sitting on my chests.
Eyeless, it is grubing me up
Through my pupils.
Never to meet
You.
We are never
On the same side
Of eyelids.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem