As you are busy attending guests at your door,
As you are busy collecting pebbles in the shore,
As you take me for granted each day,
I'll be gone.. gone far away...
As you just dilute my feelings for you,
As you stop seeing what is true,
You won't see my worth anyways,
I'll be gone far.. gone far away...
A heart touching poem indeed. Parting could be so painful and distressing. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You won't see my worth anyways, I'll be gone far.. gone far away... Expectations in a life of love and the disappointment....self respect............thanku dear poetess. tony