There is an asphyxiating silence
For the chaos lies dormant in me,
There is an uncanny stillness here
For the tempest slumbers in me,
Thy sinewy glances would be enough
To stir this madness in me...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very strong. Pessimistic and real. But try to be more optimistic, please. Try to pray!