I feel hate
When I think in which angle do you see me
I feel guilty
For always sharing truths to you
I feel anger
for being your fool in whole life
I feel sympathy
When I realize you failed to understand me
I feel hurt
The way you chosen to treat me
I feel sad
When I remember your doubts and questions
I feel bad
For wasting my moments for you
I feel thankful
For being your great fun in life
Who are you for me?
My shadow, my soul or myself..
Always I pray
Never come opposite to me
Because I don't know
How I will behave?
But still you are there
In my simple heart
As a good memory
Just a good feel...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I tink this one is from your heart... good one