Longing for a noble soul
Trapped in a mind of foul
Quest after a lofty dream
ends up with diabolical wishes
A failed attempt to be warm
An emotionless face with no charm
Frozen heart in snow of December
Skeptical mind thoughtless of future
Swing your sword of blistering warmth
Break down the frosty glass of mine
I'd rather feel the intense pain
than feel merely numb inside....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Swing your sword of blistering warmth Break down the frosty glass of mine I'd rather feel the intense pain than feel merely numb inside'.... good lines..the cry of a frozen heart...for responsive warmth...good piece Arwen...10