When dark time emerges, eyes can see vaguely...
Own's shadow got lost in the black shade,
Own's echo got lost in the black echoing world,
We start to live between fear & despair...
Between utter confusion & bitter lies...
In the dark times, belief becomes a lost word,
Start to live in a paradox of disbelief.
Began to seek answers from within,
Why so much madness among the young soul?
Who drove them insane...who put so much blackness upon their heart?
The answers got lost within the questions...like the blue pain, the gray grief & the red disbelief....
But need to climb out of our fear..need to drove away the darkness...anyhow..but need to...badly...
Before its too late....
Before it was darkness we become...before it was darkness all around us.
Insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned in good diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Mir.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many thanks for the comment Chinedu Dike.