No, I didn't hear
The approaching footsteps
I was listening to the rain
And controlling my rage
But I felt a wave pass through my heart
Was that you?
No, I didn't see
The imminent death
I was dancing to the lights
And kissing the abyss
But I tasted
The bittersweet taste of existence
Did you?
No, I didn't feel
The pain of the inflicted
I was sympathizing the inflicter
And cursing the hatred
But I smelt
The freshness of wounds
Did you?
No, I didn't smell
The sweet fragrance of grace
I was whistling in silence
And pleading to a stone
But I heard
Repressed sobs in the distance
Was that you?
t I heard Repressed sobs in the distance thanks for poem surath10+++++
A fantastic poem, really liked it. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, The Sound Of The Strings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is very beautiful poem