West wind,
Full of bird's cry..
Cold Night
Full of missings
alot of tears,
It was a family day
I must be an Aim!
I could not!
Like a Child, between every while
going Behind, and I Cry
it was a Salty Tears!
they must be real
filled with Fear
I can swear to you,
It was only You
Only You
The Tragedian ceremony of greif!
Hidden tear behind every Smile
the camera's shots were looking after you
every picture got me back to the memory of our Castle
the dream we used to believe!
then, its my time
I went to my place
where maybe I will find peace
where maybe I will hear my self
where maybe I will hear you whisper * My Princess
so I would lead you my hand
Hug you the way I needed the most
Oh, Mr. wind, let her hear me crying all over here alone
Dear moon, shine all over this dark place, she knows I cant stand the dark alone
and you Rocks, Kick my head, let me get up out of it, if its not with her
its the shivering part, my body is shivering of a cold that I thought would never fade away
I wore my black shirt, Exactly it is yours, its mine, however
number *27 over it,
hold me to the age of 27 that I CANT reach it, if she is not next to me,
the Number that she made it a belief
It made me warmer than ever before
its not cold any more
I went back to the package of memories that I have to her..
Memories.. how bad to call them Memories!
They are totally not! !
The shirt, Hope I could create some spoken words,
umm, Warm, Big enough to hold me well,
with a hat over my shoulders to keep them warm
It was Youuuuuu! !
Simply Youuu! !
I was so into its imaginable WARM! ! ! WARM WARM WARM! !
everything around was whispering * I need You..
Drinking a cup of a hot coffee,
Listening to the songs, you used to hear me,
sitting Alone
Talking with every speechless thing around
They were all a Perfect listener, That I wished to Thank them all.
I knew you were somewhere NEAR,
somewhere Above..
I was leaving while the wind were whispering,
How a pity,
if the Prisoner get out of the Palace!
if the Princess left alone there..
How a pity,
If Khan will not take Nobel's Award of LOVE!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It was a marvellous poem written with great skill and wisdom. Great imagery and a fine style. Liked and rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'Abortion' on page 4.