Silence have fallen, thoughts reign now
To tell of a thought that came once
A poem without a name
I gazed and gazed and my eyes were sore
To think of a title to suit this lore
I looked in despair at the dark sky then
And I named it the no name poem
And then I realized the fault I made
It passed to defy the world
No feelings, no heart and no name
It drifted from heave to hell
But nobody could tell
His destiny ended him where
He is silent again and so am I
With a poem unread
Only to cling onto the belief
Those years from now someone will come
To read my poem without a name
Will it be still the same?
A lone reader and a poem
A poem without a name
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem