what they say 'bout you
whisper of words
that don't exist
they linger in mind
only if you think of it
there is one question
circling in the midst of water
infinity and never ending
who wants to die for nothing
you try to find what is missing
puzzles on mind
even with the wind
the sunlight through
empty spaces below and above
where are you?
it is cold outside
who wants to be wrapped around
not with a leather nor a fur
but with skin so warm
and heats up your body
you sleep tight
and rest your thoughts for a while
they get tired too
there is a question though
but the day ends now
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem