Prisoner in me
Evening falls
Forgotten thoughts of you
At the distance it seems
But my sight having no clue
Night trills
Suspended game, we both knew
At the distance it seems
But my consciousness it blew
Darkness contours
Ruined tarn a many hue
At the distance it seems
But my chest ignored yet what is true
Dawn waits
Cold and ragged eyes in its taboo
At the distance it seems
But my reason it’s true and fatal too
Dusk unfolds
Painted horizon anew
At the distance it seems
The broken wonder and awe
At the distance it seems
As it ended the lingered sorrow
Yet again it creeps
The trance of comfort but it’s a shadow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem