A trophy won,
A feign smile.
A congrats in order,
But wait awhile.
Life goes on.
With no change.
A concealed tear,
With no range.
Cried on pillow,
Dark vacant eyes.
Words with no meaning,
Simply oathful lies.
Life's no hope.
Lost years irrevocable.
Happyness is deception.
Fullfillment-a fable.
Amanda from Alabama, a pleasure to read such sorrowful but good work. there may be hope left yet, but that in itself is the assumption that hope ever was. - Nkuja
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you sound very sad love... im sending you a big girly hug.. and some choc..lol... abi..