who cries at midnight
what comes out from the heart of the rock?
the thousand years of grief
comes out dropp by drop.
no one knows the story
long ago, when tears watered the corpses
from the storage of past tales,
I was born
and see i have been here for thousand years
the sculpture of unfulfillness
with a story written in my heart.
a story that tells of people of broken heart
of people seeking one word 'life'.
I am just a rock
I have carried the burden of grief for years.
I cry at midnight
my heart screams one question...
'like this to everybody
why not life? '
I am waiting for another thousand!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem