THE DEEP WOODS
Far across the sea,
the sun is setting down
beyond the horizons, it buries its radiance
- throughout the night which can never be found.
Behind he hills,the sun has gone
And a deep dark silence is borne
With the fall of darkness ; the hills
Appear to be huge black stones.
The deep woods turn black;
The swinging trees seem to be lifeless pillars
And gradually I realize that
in the woods I am trapped;
and I turn around
to witness darkness everywhere.
Until the sun had set,
The woods were lively and fresh
The depth of woods was then a beauty
And now their depth adds to my misery.
My breath has been trapped by the stillness of the woods,
Not even a leaf dares to move
But darkness moves into every corner
And the night itself has become a funeral.
When the sun shone
the sand glittered
and on the leaves,
those dew drops shimmered.
That shine was lost and taken away,
And now darkness blocks my way.
The trees, the hills and the sea
Offer uninterrupted silence and unknown fear
And this deep dark night
Makes me realize the dread
Through my sobs,through my tears.
The cold unfriendly wind made me shiver,
The leaves rustled;the trees trembled..
And the painful silence broke
With yet another painful blow.
I turn back to see
And atrocities of the past I can feel
Yet, I try to take a new next step
But,even more miseries the future reveals.
The dark deep woods were never so haunting
Nor has been darkness ever so blinding
Never the hills have been so high
But today they seem to touch the sky.
At the foot of the hills , I stand motionless
And though it appears to be worthless-
Still I try climbing up
But again I prove
That my efforts is not worth.
I confess that I don't want to rise
I don't feel to reach those heights
I don't want to reach where the hills reaches the sky.
Beyond horizons everything has doomed again
And maybe I have lost my aim....
The night may appear beautiful to some,
The days may be bright for others,
But for me both are the same
'cos I want to open my eyes to none..
the night buries its face in the day
and the day is buried in night
but the darkness which is spread always
will never see the morning light,
will never let this life revive ;
till my death arrives...
the sun is setting down
beyond the horizons, it buries its radiance
- throughout the night which can never be found.
Behind he hills,the sun has gone
And a deep dark silence is borne
With the fall of darkness ; the hills
Appear to be huge black stones.
The deep woods turn black;
The swinging trees seem to be lifeless pillars
And gradually I realize that
in the woods I am trapped;
and I turn around
to witness darkness everywhere.
Until the sun had set,
The woods were lively and fresh
The depth of woods was then a beauty
And now their depth adds to my misery.
My breath has been trapped by the stillness of the woods,
Not even a leaf dares to move
But darkness moves into every corner
And the night itself has become a funeral.
When the sun shone
the sand glittered
and on the leaves,
those dew drops shimmered.
That shine was lost and taken away,
And now darkness blocks my way.
The trees, the hills and the sea
Offer uninterrupted silence and unknown fear
And this deep dark night
Makes me realize the dread
Through my sobs,through my tears.
The cold unfriendly wind made me shiver,
The leaves rustled;the trees trembled..
And the painful silence broke
With yet another painful blow.
I turn back to see
And atrocities of the past I can feel
Yet, I try to take a new next step
But,even more miseries the future reveals.
The dark deep woods were never so haunting
Nor has been darkness ever so blinding
Never the hills have been so high
But today they seem to touch the sky.
At the foot of the hills , I stand motionless
And though it appears to be worthless-
Still I try climbing up
But again I prove
That my efforts is not worth.
I confess that I don't want to rise
I don't feel to reach those heights
I don't want to reach where the hills reaches the sky.
Beyond horizons everything has doomed again
And maybe I have lost my aim....
The night may appear beautiful to some,
The days may be bright for others,
But for me both are the same
'cos I want to open my eyes to none..
the night buries its face in the day
and the day is buried in night
but the darkness which is spread always
will never see the morning light,
will never let this life revive ;
till my death arrives...