Not sure of what to make so of things for the reasons
That seems so damn unclear when the hurt now fathoms
Each and everyday seems a moment of self reflection
That doubts an existence of anything other than infliction
Upon these wounds when circumstance pours the salts
And all than progress seems so frozen as optimism halts
The never ending cycle of depression that follows suns
Of each and everyday that rises as the senses just burns
Can’t seem to stop singing the rhymes of a broken heart
It’s all that makes sense in a world seemingly torn apart
Each of tears cries so in solitude away from such caress
Missing this so much I wonder if my mind will ever rest
Dreaming of her pictures of a time so far gone from here
That I awake and face the loneliness I so very much fear
Friends speak of the one who is out there if somewhere
Yet I so wonder on alone in a place of loveless free air
Bland of every taste that reaches my lips though hungry
Desired the kiss of the one to adorn my lips passionately
If you’re truly out there then please do come to my call
And encapsulate me so thus I even risk loosing my soul
So even breath of my lungs is escaped when you’re near
Make my vessel in seas so dramatic that winds now steer
Towards a place of your being lay rest within your arms
And may I be lost somewhere delving deep in your charms
I though rest my head so on this lowly night times shade
And wonder if my years are gathering as I am so afraid
I yonder in my imaginations spectre of formations bliss
So thus I feel and fantasise for the day of twilights kiss
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem