Let me not be in oblivion drowned
But in sweet sorrow of thy love be bound
Thou gone far faraway, taken
My heart, my hope and all in hand
Alas! Music of life it is
Musician plays on and on and on
And we, dance and dance around
And wonder, when we'll fall on ground
Open thy vast mouth, Oh ravenous Ground!
I'm done with all the love surround.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi. It's very well written. I like the emotion and its ideas. Who is the Musician? God? Cruel Life? Destiny? Whatever. It's so nice that you share your feelings with us. Dear Faezeh when I read this poem I found some relations of it with one of my poems, Dears Die. I'd be glad to see you read that and comment on it. By the way, what's your age and city? Thanks.