Yet dream has not over,
night has not finished,
even clock didn't click,
and I was lost in the silent.
Why did sorrow grow bigger?
Why did hope seem to be ended?
Why did life track become trick?
and I keep lost in the silent.
I lost...
I sank...
into the depth of silent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dreams comes silently Sadness grows silently Sorrows melts in dreams And life flourishes silently- good depiction- thanks for sharing a nice poem