A sharp voice comes straight to my head
Like a thief, armed like an assassin
Like a child would scream, my breath too would scream
But suddenly it will run away like a dream
What is this, what is that, that dosen't make me sleep
Am I sick or perhaps prayers is just wha(I need
Its like a mystery that has refused to stay off my feet
I can only hope it leaves, leaving me in one piece
A great poem really liked it. a good write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, An Innocent Man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a mystic poem like a mystic voice