The world outside continues to spin,
with hate speech, killing and bullying
but humanity in coma knows nothing about,
there's a new world within the greed of power,
a world of reflection, and inner discovery,
where one can find solace, in pure simplicity.
Some may see it as a state of despair,
but in this coma, there's a beauty to share,
for in this stillness, there's a sacredness found,
where souls can heal, and hearts can rebound.
Where is that body at rest, with steady breath,
and mind in slumber, no thoughts to beget,
and stillness with calmness, like a holy shrine,
and those sacred moment, so pure and divine?
Sanctity in coma, a peaceful repose,
a dreamlike state, where the soul decomposes,
where worries and fears, they all disappear,
and tranquility reigns, ever so clear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one is a very good poem showing mirror to the society.