A big pause, a big silence
A peaceful moment a trapping thought
With unknown fear and lapsing time
Closed books, and hands been caught
Waves of cold breeze gushes through stomach
Fancy stops, dreams and wishes fail
Silent gates, silent mates, silent night
Long shadows, times ticking like snail
Come to my heart, my troubled night
Is getting dark, shadowy, and long
Come to my dreams so I feel the warmth
My nerves can touch the rhythmic song
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a nice poem, abdul... Asma...