Somehow my inspiration has flown away
I would feel strange if it doesn't changed its way
All that I can see and feel is damaged through my way
The sadness inside eyes is taking my breathe away
How can my soul inspire the same way
How can my lips spell words of love when the love from all the world has flown away
How can my fingers write how I feel inside when my heart is shading bloody tears every while and while.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very sad indeed when the inspiration has flown away and we will get back after sometime!