So broken and lonely
mo more hope in the world
could ever heal this pain
so cold hearted
falling to the ground
with no hope left
to see there was
a way to go and not
to crash and burn
so you wouldn't die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What is the difference between the poet and a layman if the poet has also started crying with the layman in a helpless manner. Our pens should show the world a way. Otherwise, it is better to throw our pens and be crying as one with the crowd.