Soulless Reflection
By: Adam M. Snow
Heart to leave upon my sleeve,
I wander tremendously.
The ink fade of a broken heart,
Upon my flesh, a tattoo bares not.
It be without saying as I be praying,
For a time not like this.
It seems that I may lost myself,
In time's frozen abyss;
Counting down till nature's calling,
As death takes me home.
I be without seeing as I be grieving,
For my soulless reflection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem