Life marked by resonating dreams
of unclinched hopes and soulless targets
Drawn into oblivion as drudgery creeps
withdrawing slowly ever of final failed picture
Child youth and homebound man
stages never had an interval
a seamless flow just to make the next
more fruitful and meaning to add
As stage slipped by and so did
the unlinched hopes and soulless targets
Parched arid minds and tiring body
Withdrawing just to become a face in the crowd
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one, Mr Suresh... Your representation of twillight thoughts is shocking in its compelling starkness. I like how you repeated the phrase 'As stage slipped by and so did the unlinched hopes and soulless targets...' And the trailing end also '... just to become a face in the crowd ' Indeed soulful, sir- sombre and solemn Do keep writing! ! Love Me