An unexpected fall could be my last.
If I want no wrong,
I want no right.
Pain had fumed me to a state
I cannot feel.
Minor flashbacks of hidden past
as yesterday can't be remembered.
Forget it all.
Moon over my head
snake under my neck
tranqualize in codine.
Lie under a dark cloud
sleep to forget my dreams.
Mad soul testing mind and body.
Dream in blindness
speak loud in silence.
Fooling you to fool myself,
hiding evidence to echo this pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem