Crying eyes don't see the signs
And empty arms get cold sometime;
But broken hearts are worst of all,
You cannot catch them when they fall.
It's bound to happen every time,
Yet there you go, you're first in line.
Chasing endless empty dreams;
Never knowing what they mean.
Crying eyes see through the years,
There's nothing left and no one there.
Sleepless nights and broken rules
Suffered by loves' lonely fools.
Crying eyes, outlined in blue
Shadowed by the loss of you.
Seeing nothing but the pain;
Crying eyes begin to rain.
(1-6-90)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem, nicely rhymed.