i weep but you see me no tears
i’m wound but you find me no scars
i’m hurt but you never feel it
all you think is a fine “me” sweetheart..
i smile tho my heart is aching
i laugh and I don’t look sad
i scream to the brightest rainbow
no pain traced on my shadow..
hold me... hope you won’t fail me
guide me and let yesterdays won’t back
touch me with your tender kindness
bear me until moon and sun stays apart....
Tolerance is a great psychic-binder in friendship… thanks sharing… Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
A special friend will always give a healing touch, as you expect in this poem.
Human reach explained. There is much more behind the laugh.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
deep meaning very nice