Earth stop your dance
The Moon fix this face
Stars hold this stance
The sun lose your pace
Let time come to stop
I'm far behind the line
How am i supposed to run!
With this weight on my spine
I am heavy in mind
I am heavy in thought
The weight always increases
By every sense brought
How am i to cope
With bodies running free
While time still runs
And I'm jammed in knee
Let days, months and years
By stopping appear as one
To be beside the weightless
No need for me to run
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the title itself is a poem..i donot have to run..fine