my thoughts
are of this place
dying
somewhere
outside
the landscape
of my mind.
time is the enemy
setting down
in
the
distance.
'hush'
the wind calls out
to the sad sky
crying
as yet
another day
echoes
in the
vastness of eternity.
(6-23-2015)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem