Someone once said, “Loneliness if full of life, ” but I beg to differ:
My loneliness you became…
No words to be spoken, no reasons to cast blame…
My loneliness in a world so unbelievably cruel,
You lay the foundation and you make every rule!
My loneliness and I breathe your last words in despair,
Wondering, pondering, questioning, did you ever really care?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem