Again a night of melancholic blindness
Decides to crawl towards me like a creepy reptile
Through the cracks of my bedside window.
Rustling trees took off their silvery robes
To leave me quivering with your frozen thoughts
That'll eventually entangle my throat.
My ignorant hands are piercing darkness
To touch you but failing miserably each time
With a face black and blue with shame.
Maybe I need a new sun for erasing
The rusted hopes and dreamlessness of midnight
From the labyrinth of this solar system.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really it is a heatrbreak poem so nicely composed beginning with vigorous introduction like......Again a night of melancholic blindness Decides to crawl towards me like a creepy reptile Through the cracks of my bedside window. Many thanks dear Sanukta for posting such an intensive poem. ....10