Silence is deafening
It eats away the bloom
Brings only endless gloom
A sense of foreboding
And subtle doom
It makes the room cold
You are suddenly less bold
You need to be told
Desist you will soon be old
You can hear
a thousand pine needles drop
As you shed a tear
When nothing is as it should appear
You pray, you think,
You don't miss a blink
For a sign, a chink
in that armour link
Until at last the ice would thaw
And life renews as you once saw
For a thousand years
A life sans tears
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I would like to translate this poem
Until at last the ice would thaw And life renews as you once saw For a thousand years A life sans tears... the experience of silence and a renewal of life..... beautiful thoughts dear poet. thank u. tony