The frost is stretching, time stands still, The present fades, the future’s nil. I sit in silence, disengage, Stare at nothing—calm prevails. While moments stall and linger on, A spinning tape behind my eyes plays on and on. Each spoken word now turns to ice, Shattering once, then lost in time. I am the frost, I melt with snow, I fade away, like winter’s glow.

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There are moments in life, dark and cold, When we hope for no more, when we tire and fold. We sink to the ground, crushed under the weight, Cursing the world for its cruel twist of fate. As we weep for the dreams that have crumbled to dust, For the hopes that betrayed us, the love turned to rust, Not a tear will be shed, not a soul will take heed, As we fade into sorrow, in silence we bleed.🩸

These are poems translated to English

I like this gloomy mood in literature

Am I so gloomy, silent, cold? Forgive me, please—I’d shine, unfold The world’s warm light in endless streams If I but could. Castles, palm trees, dancing feet, Winter’s shore with violets sweet, Or just an hour, rich, embraced, In joy complete. But now it’s hard. I cannot steal Or fake a beam of light—I reel Through battles dim, where hope must fade, Where wounds won’t heal. These are the Antichrist’s dark days, Gold-stained filth is set ablaze, While sneering fools and crooked hands Rise ...

Rise up in praise. And I am left to fight alone, No one can hear the aching tone That fills my silence—but just wait, New songs will grow So wait, endure, stay while you may, My haven bright, my peaceful bay. A mask now hides my frozen face, But not for aye. For soon with tears, or swift, undone, It melts away, my face will run To rest upon your gentle knee— Till all is gone.

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