A case of warmth, a case of gold engulfing all the sadness
It is not known, it is not told what lies behind this kindness
A peek inside will soon unfold the end of inner brightness
The shining hope will drown in cold and bitter, utter darkness
A spark is all that's left to hold the rampage of the madness
The cloudy night now has to mold the light in final blackness
A case of warmth, a case of gold, the casket of the heartless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting poem, with every line ending with -ess. I don't think I've ever seen that done before. This is your first poem posted on this website. Welcome to Poem Hunter!
Thank you!