LOVE THE EXCUSE FOR MY DEATH
EVEN WHEN I IMAGINE YOU IN ME,
WHY THE EYES OF MINE CAN’T SEE,
THAT LIFE OF MINE HAS BEEN
FOR AN ANGEL WHOM I HAVEN’T SEEN
EVEN WHEN I CRY THE TEARS MOAN
FOR ALL THAT OF YOURS
THAT IS YET TO BE SHOWN
BUT ALAS! YOU WILL NEVER KNOW FEELINGS I ALWAYS WANTED TO SHOW
EVEN WHEN I DIE I ACCEPT IT WITH A FAITH
THAT ONE DAY U WOULD KNOW THAT YOU WERE MY LIFE
AND LET MY LOVE BE THE EXCUSE FOR MY DEATH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
~*~A haunting and well written poem, Ariz. Thanks Peace