song of today i no longed for sing
for i knew not how to tune the string?
driven by dreadful past's grief
haunting me again and again with a crept
how much the forlorn soul can offer?
a reminiscence of pass away lover
or a chalice of wine and the bitter whine
to the almighty for this undermine
but never did i pried in my golden era
when there was u and life like a musical opera
emotion, FEUD and prolonging Ecstasy
oh is it fair now to finger the almighty?
this tears doth troubles me
for in happiness it flow free
what troubles me is our unfinished love
and yours desponance if you gazed from heaven above
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem