The sea is grey
when the sky is grey
Like a mirror
reflects a troubled soul.
Look deep into the mirror
and the mind denies
what the eyes really sees
Can't you see what a blind man see,
The mirror looked back in silence
so i looked back across the grey seas
to see what a blind man sees,
nothing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Andre. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.