Silent echoes scream
Inside a perilous dream,
Lost in dreary thought
The cerebellum tied up in a knot.
Frantic feelings of terror
Paralysis of crippling sorrow.
left in the shade of traumatic error,
Will our eyes open up to see a glimpse of tomorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ahh. a man after my own heart. Great poem. I look forward to reading your other work. Short. Simple. Good.