when over for good is never over for good life clenches my heart by its arrhythmic beat and drags idealism of romance and love into the blender of heartbreak and anguish as the flicker of the past love is all the hope i have to go on well the spark of that hope once burning in my eyes has nearly extinguished into ash of past reminiscence what is there to go on for: everything and nothing at all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem