Where are you? 
Where, in a world so vast? 
Who are you? 
"Who? " one would ask
These spaces between my fingers, 
Hollow, so in seclusion
An aching of longing lingers, 
For I desire inclusion
Fill in those spaces, 
By fingers of another
For my heart races, 
For one I seek in heart's shelter 
Love's absence, 
A void of torment
Joy's clearance, 
Through sorrowful lament
Many a heart will shatter, 
And leave scars of desperation, 
In one's shards that clatter, 
On the earth of depression                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Good poem......I like it.