Has religious ceremony replaced love?
Has selfish gain replaced kindness?
Has greed replaced world order?
A thief stole my sanity
When hidden in depths of deceit
I kept another's secret hidden
And destroyed all decent aspiring thought.
Now the rot sets in
Revealing a fading youthful glow, which
Levels the height of my enthusiasm
To smoking ashes of a funeral pyre
Lament! Oh Lament!
As bright Venus disappears
And leaves nought in her place
But a whisp of frozen night
Hidden in depths of
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
...And there is the reflection on the gaining of wisdom! I remember youth as that time when I could not with any degree of skill distinguish between the ritual and the genuine intended meaning behind it. This is a great poem, Sheryl.