Imprisoned with a faded memory,
I've been closing my eyes to the discords you gave me.
When moments of blindness were not yet realized,
I kept my spirits high by pretending it's me alone that you love
Thinking that it is for the better.
But the better has only caused me pain beyond compare.
I know I'll never relish the sweetness of freedom
For every kiss you gave made me a slave to your charm.
Now, I come to peak of the dreams that I once cherished.
Yesterday, you were my inspiration.
But now, the world desires my belief
To admonish myself to hate you so it would be easier for me to accept.
And so now, I ask you to give me back my poor heart, which you've put under your spell.
For if I won't, then I know
That even if you're tired of loving me,
'I will always love you.'
Constantly saying this, even if you go...
a known style, a sad poem, a ghostly hope to be loved again. good poem
very touching write.. impressive, full of emotion, courage to accept reality really nice to read...touching... ...like my 'Cherishing Moments'..hope you like it.. 10+++ for this valuable write... thanks for sharing lovelots, maia
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I would like to translate this poem
very sad- very nice & showed great imagery...wonder what happened?