Here I am again-
counting seconds
in the corners of the room,
listening to leaves rustle
and the wind yawn
beyond the window.
Darkness settles in my lungs;
tomorrow clouds my mind.
The moon only smiles in mockery, whispering surrender.
Midnight fades before my eyes,
and dawn comes quietly -
a thin ray of hope exhaling the worries of the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem