I have closed the doors of night
And locked myself in.
Beside the lone window
A silver tree listens to
The songs of emptyness....
I watch how the Sun burns
My desires and make them ashes.
I observe my friends go hands in hands
In search of me
Along with my enemies.
They have never found but
Distanced me in exile.
He is a Nowhere man!
They said.
Tonight I must break off my exile,
Shall stay with you
Dear Love
For oneday
I am no more....
excellent poem, so sadly penned, touching oneeeeeeee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
‘Isolation abstract Sombers flutter Stay ‘For oneday’ Rest will go to bay.’ ~ niv Put off type poetry…a paradigm fond for poets…nice but ‘sadly yours’ 10+. Ms. Nivedita UK