Where are you?
Where, in a world so vast?
Who are you?
"Who? " one would ask
These spaces between my fingers,
Hollow, so in seclusion
An aching of longing lingers,
For I desire inclusion
Fill in those spaces,
By fingers of another
For my heart races,
For one I seek in heart's shelter
Love's absence,
A void of torment
Joy's clearance,
Through sorrowful lament
Many a heart will shatter,
And leave scars of desperation,
In one's shards that clatter,
On the earth of depression
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem......I like it.