Maa, I can't sleep.
A pain crawls up my spine, the loneliness shouts aloud
And the abrupt commotions in my head
Keep me from closing my eyes,
Keep me from peace
Maa, I can't sleep,
The bulb on the wall flickers,
I turn it off and it's too dark around,
Fear rides my nerves
And I am awake all night,
Remembering my deeds and my sins.
Maa I can't sleep,
The dark lids of my eyes
Have imprinted her face; she smiles
And reminds me of the good old times.
But I broke her twice, all the way down;
And so I can't sleep.
Maa, for my lost love and her broken heart
I can't sleep.
A good stir of emotion with apt words. A great job! Striking thought!
Very sentimental.The pang of separation has bloomed as a nice poem.Good Luck!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely that even now you should turn to your mother for comfort and to relay your pains and fears...