Lachrymosity covers the place,
Two burning embers suddenly freeze,
Mocking bird cries, light disappears,
Fog envelopes, shuts the blooming ears.
Silence reigns, darkens the night,
Moon refuses to give its light,
Nought-word they speak, roosters crow,
Proudful hearts making the night blue.
Tounges are tied, lips are stitched,
Pride disable ev'ry speech,
Flame of hatred burns in their eyes,
Balloon-heads ne'er apologize.
Silent conversation goin' still,
Pen of mine neither knows what I feel,
Wish I'm smart enough to unleash the loop,
Hope I can break the noise of their wordless talk.
This is decidedly one of your best pieces - - - thought given to wordsmithing - and brought off well - - like the finish too....... and the title speaks for itself - - first rate read and 10 from Fay...xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a nice poem..... keep on writing kim...