Lament¹ of loom²
I am not saying a word
name me silent
I feel violent
tears are my sword.
I smile as I try to
bury the pain
hard emptiness
my gain.
I will refrain
from sadness
so I reach high to
be in blossom and bloom
to bury the lament of loom.
Chorus:
Don't try to understand my longing
a lament of loom
it is a mocking bird's song
but I will continue going
knowing it will become a joyful song
¹Lament- mourn; cry for; ²Loom - appear
Copyright Linda Neill
Is it part of a play? Voice: 'As I look at you, I bury my lament and loom disappears. I want to tell you my entire story from the beginning...' Well, it doesn't seem a tragedy. Very fine lines. Chorus: 'Love is way of forgetting or forgiving what we lost'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow I thank you so kindly senor.10 out of 10 for my poem, I appreciate it sincerely. Paolo Guiseppe Mazzarello