Behind the curtain of her eyes; 
I see a tear lingering deep inside; 
She silently whispers but goes unheard; 
And sighs in agony seeing none beside.
Under the blanket of the sky; 
She lies down closing her tired eyes; 
While she slowly starts humming a tune; 
She hears an echo from far behind.
Her piercing eyes were full of warmth; 
'Was she expecting someone close? '
She rested her eyes on the walls of night; 
Gazing ahead into the depths, for a light.
Up in the sky, the moon was bright; 
Her lips were curled into a wonderful smile; 
And her tears had sparkled like those stars above; 
Which adorned the palaces of the sky.
As the darkness grew into the depths of night; 
She realized the echo was just a lie; 
She closed her eyes in deep regret; 
'Let me run away from this burdened life'.
Among the many faces in life; 
She searched for a face that was just too nice; 
For a place where she could hide herself; 
When the pain was just too huge to bear.
'No life is always hard as rock'; 
She was alone like an orphaned child; 
May be someday this world would see; 
The tears behind those curtained eyes.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem