What is this burning inside me?
It's burning me along,
burning me down.
Am I disappearing alone?
What's there to call my own?
Scattered on the ground as ashes,
will my soul be free?
With each time that passes,
will they live with glee?
It's a sea of regrets.
The tears, long, dried out.
Is it some game of fates?
because I feel knocked out.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful rendition conveying deep feelings of sadness, written with clarity of thought and mind. Well conceived and nicely brought forth from the heart. Thanks for sharing Kaeim.
It's a pleasure and thank you for the feedback