I think I just saw you cry,
just within my battle cry.
They where not fake, the tears.
The tears you take, my dear.
How sad to me when I saw your tear.
It felt so sad to me my dear.
Even though it is just a seconds of five,
I think I just saw you dive.
Imagination may help as well,
to help you ring the bell.
The bell that signals 'to stop',
& continue to reach the top.
Imagine the life as the easiest,
but part of soul as busiest.
The soul that seems so raw,
that just wanted to withdraw.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem