Caught in the lies
Time passes by
Why do we care?
About those we despise?
The puzzle is unfinished
The life is gone
Like unused eyes
That never see dawn
Kept in the crypt
Is it still there?
Why aren't you here?
Do you really care?
Has it ever been there?
Is it worth reminiscing?
I can only feel nothing
Is there somthing missing?
An unfinished puzzle is always one such; That is why its a puzzle Megan; You convey that without saying much; Is your search for the missing just begun?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
eats you up from the inside out... ben there done that...great poem :)