something,
something which, is
breaking my soul,
i want to know,
how it happens,
how you can forget my dreams,
how you are to leave me,
with my bleeding soul this way,
i see from the window,
sadly branches of autumn,
approaching my hands from broken rays of moonlight,
and wishes of winds,
gathering withered leaves,
and blowing pieces of ice,
on my face,
my freezing lips,
murmur the sorrows,
i see the slow moon,
in front of my eyes,
some round circles of gloom,
and crystallised rays,
fallen on my face,
a row of tears,
frozen on my face,
i am never in me,
allways waiting, the time,
you touch my soul,
allways in dreams,
which are never mine,
i am raising my arms,
to hold you in my thoughts,
it is no more like that,
it is sinking since my, will is feeble,
over tides of frothing waves,
my feet are swollen,
i see fire, and my dreams, and
remaines of inpalpable ashes
and blue sky,
sinking in his doom,
and stars are no more,
shine of my eyes,
i am unable to see,
things before me,
a faded image of tears,
i want to know,
who was that,
if it was not you, to hold me,
in lap of seashore,
a promise paradise,
and the steps on the sands,
waterbeach so sad,
waves ran over my
we don't forget, we come to accpet what does not belong to us. It is very sad poem and one that is close to my heart.
another beautiful poem i read..it is well composed.there is no such time to tell when to forget..how can i forget your face with a nice smile? ...grace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really felt your anger, your words touched my heart and you are truly a great poet