A storm had broken over our heads
Rains like giant tears upon our windows
As the grumbling thunder strikes
A monstrous night that smashed our dreams
A lonely journey that compared to eternity.
With sunrise came a heavy heart
An unusual silence possessed our spirits
As the labour of many years
Went beneath the muds....
I fewel the pain and disappointment of this poem. But how does one deal with such grave misfortune?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I feel the pain and disappointment of this poem. But how does one deal with such grave misfortune? A great piece. Thanks.