Full, all filled and occupied
Yet empty
Cleansed and traces nothing
Spaces
Left and taken, most stolen
And resides not in their own
Spaces
Hearts, minds, life itself
Love, hatred, abstract poverty
Spaces
Winter spaces, rainy spaces
Spaces without spaces
Reserved for the unexpected
Breathe past this spaces
Falsifying frowning faces
Rejoicing for decease of valued spaces
Clueless about the spaces above
Spaces above this spaces
Scorned yet rejoicing in this spaces
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My pleasure Kelly; You're welcome.