Marlena, where did you go
Because no one knows
Without u the trees have no leaves
And with that no one believes
That the heart in your chest
Has gone to rest
For it may never come back
Because its all black
Things may never be the same
When they call your name
Because when it come down to it
You my dear were never unfit
Interesting to write a melodious poem like this carrying your name as a title. The pain of falling out of love can be extremely bitter and deep. Every fall on the other hand is often a neccessary darkness, so we will enjoy more the amazing colours of the coming dawn, that our Creator is preparing for us. Keep on writing Marlena.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
awww...this is real sweet Marlena..loved it.