Confused beneath that shallow mind
Condemned by what he hides behind
A hidden secret, a shady lie
And ignorance comes as no surprise.
He’s blinded by his arrogance
And thinks of love, a penance,
A punishment, a chore, a task,
What dwells behind that loveless mask?
The eyes possess what’s in his soul
And I see black, as black as coal.
A lifeless heart that’s been condemned
This kind of black cannot ascend.
A darkness like I’ve never known
Here, seeds of love were never sewn,
He lives a life, of sorts, it seems
But love for him, exists in dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem