Now it is dark
I go to sit in a park
And feel the silence
As it falls dense
My old heart smiles
I can't see for miles
Eyes are slowly losing
Sights and I feel like dozing
Alone in the forest
Of the city I need rest
That will be eternal
And my end will be real
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reflection of a old man's mind is very well done in this poem...sounds realistic