The cold mist clears
Revealing tears
Like dewdrops
On the dying trees.
Your hollow lies
Drown out my cries
But something
Keeps me here with you.
I’ve tried so hard
To find the shards
Of broken hearts
Lost in the dark.
The touch of Death
Erases breath
Like laughter
On the chilling wind.
hi zara The touch of Death Erases breath Like laughter On the chilling wind. thats very very nice great poetry cheers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks, Saadat. That means a lot to me. :)