I remember,
But its burning dim as tho its a flickering ember,
Hope and Joy,
Dimmed by Anger and Fear,
I hurt all those I hold dear,
Then they cry and a remote part of me dies,
Dressed in all black everyday,
I'm dressed for the never ending funerals,
Barring all who have ever loved me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a sad note...Having mixed emotions..Cant count how many times i sure do feel this way...Well penned!