Hear me speak the words I couldn’t utter
Hear me sing the songs of my heart
Hear my speech, hear my scream
Hear the whispering prayers of my tears
On the green grass where my feet rest upon
Lies my sweet love who is dear to my eyes
Beaded salty waters mutely surging down to my cheeks
Blurring my vision, my heart, to see and to believe
On the marble where your name was inscribed
Where the letters of golden brown fades away
Covered with dust and withered petals of flowers
But your memories remain always the same
Playing in rewinds stealing my mind
Days of sorrow are the tears of candle in my heart
5th of December,2009
Hear my speech, hear my scream Hear the whispering prayers of my tears ...................................... you wrote this with pain in your heart..Sad to say, it is only a whisper..a scream and reading this, i feel the heaviness too here inside of me. A touching write..
This poem activated my tear glands too...a very touching piece Catrina...
hear the words of the swaying leaves my sweetheart for in each tune the sound of silence breaks for each blade whether a round, oval and elongated these give a sound of music... and every dropp of tears where you find me there my heart sees you every day every month of a year for in thy paths made of thorns still the rose sits in throne... for in this rose, its face is you my sweetheart and the fragrance spreads all over the world like the candle it melts but shines temporarily lighten the pages of time...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ahhhh, such a lament my dear Catrina! ! ! ! touchy and a good feeler. lovely.10