The grace in the sight
Emotions that stems
The sheer and the smile
Masking my regret
The hurt in silence
Absent any remorse
Lust borne in patience
Even hope seem void
The need to cry
The distance in space
A touch so benign
A stare that amaze
Life is a journey
Living is a grace
A sigh is brewing
Feeling so dazed
The heart that breaks
Fails in its dreams
A mind that frails
Is elusive of bliss
I love the moon
The sky was her first
I hate the mood
Love makes one thirst
The eyes that pry
Mine shares in fate
The moon is the sky's
He greets no debate
The heart in reprobate
A mind in gloom
Feelings with no rebate
Emotions in doom
Beauty borne in yonder
That meets no match
I stare and I wonder
Should such break my heart?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem