There is this empty feeling in me
A feeling that never dies
A feeling I have carried all along
Along these 20 years of my life…
I feel I have everything
Yet it all feels so incomplete
So incomplete it seems to me…
I still want, I still crave
I still hope, I would still die for
For what, I don’t know yet
This search to quench my thirst
A never ending search it seems to me…
I still want, I still crave
I still hope, I would still die
For “that” what’s not known yet…
A zillion questions on my mind
I would go on and on
Never halt and never stop
Until…I find what’s meant for me
Not loneliness, not despair
Not doubt, not hatred
I know that’s not what’s meant for me
Ill never halt and never stop
Until…
This void in me fills up…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem