There was no explosion
that ripped my body apart -
yet burn victims do not know pain…
even the drowned suffer peaceful deaths
Storms and calamities are but for
dreams in which grief prosper
and the unrighteous reign supreme -
There was no earthquake
which swallowed my soul….
it was a whisper so silent
that only my heart could hear it
and I was shattered
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello poet friend Yuri. I enjoyed your well written poem. I have been away awhile and wanted to thank you for your great support on my poetry in the past. Happy New Year! Loyd