The strong is frail
The warmed seeks succor
The ship sets sail
With the captain still at the harbor
The clock goes tick-tock
But time is motionless
Ahead of me seems a rock
Alas! Behold my eyes sees nothingness.
The stars travel down to my room
And my soul is still devoid of light
My world seems swept clean with a broom
And I can’t seem to trace my right.
For you I cried, the sun cried
My life can never be the same again
Cos with you I wish to die
And on my body feel the pain of rain.
very much imaginative...i liked the style and the usage of short crisp lines...good work Muideen...10 remove that 'sees' there
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting piece with abab cdcd efef ghgh rhyming scheme.