After years of searching,
Looking and finding nothing,
Feeling alone and confused,
Wondering if of this feeling I’ll ever get used,
And of all the places,
I find you in the book of faces.
All those dreams I had of you,
Every night a dream so new,
Quickly I became so sad,
Coz not finding you made me mad,
Then all when I least expect it,
In Facebook I meet you, how strange is fate!
Life is so unfair,
For without care,
Of all the time I searched,
For a few minutes we chatted,
And quickly you had to get back to work,
And I run out of luck.
I hope you are happy,
From your photos life ain’t ugly,
I hope to see you again,
And though I don’t have you thus so much pain,
I would be like a woman who is barren,
Coz I don’t want to lose you again Karen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem