Thick smog
Dark blanket
Of sorts
Smothering
Sadness
I stop
To respond
Still not dead
I fight
Same battle
Every day
Little time left
For
Fun and play
Sunlight brings
Some nascent hope
By Moon time
Still find
Just no repose
Seems
My Sun is now
Swallowed
By eternal
Eclipse.
I close
My eyes
Not used to
any other
Light source
Nalini
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
One is overwhelmed by the atmosphere of sadness created by the poem from beginning to the end. Following lines are just outstanding: Seems / My Sun is now / Swallowed / By eternal / Eclipse.