Tonight, I'm all alone,
Loneliness, who have not known?
Even a heart that is hard as stone,
Would melt, and cry in a groan,
If one stays in this building as I, alone!
I should not put on all the light,
For I wouldn't be able to pay the bill,
Though darkest it looks to me this night!
Hmm! To spend the time of loneliness is a skill!
I can't afford to call up friends,
For morrow's Sermon needs attention.
As if everything's alright I pretend,
Though I yearn a soothing conversation!
Back to my table, I must, to study,
Or get my knees to the floor to pray,
Before all my emotions get muddy,
Maybe that's how one drives emotion away!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem