The cold solid rock silence is more than his story told
With each passing day, the frost getting severe from the cold
He wants to do something about it; but a stranger she’s become
Speaking in such an un-familiar language of no words but harm
With the sediments of buried feelings molding into a huge hill
Soon enough, between them, there will be nothing left to feel
She doesn’t hold him close any more or so he has deeply felt
Their bond between, like a wax strand set on fire is left to melt
The end is drawing close and helpless he is, standing still
Unreal she has become; even her smile is of plastic and steel
Their life like a bitter Jaime’ vu, has begun with no visible end
With the outcomes only but broken hearts that may never mend
And finally he has given up holding to the none hopeful air
It’s like the jigsaw fit, no more matches the puzzle with the pair
As today he lets it all go away with the desperate memory
At least the journey with her will be worth the told story
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem