Standing on a wooden porch
Reaching with a child’s hand
Wishing with a lover’s heart
Tender as a new born lamb
Fragile as porcelain
Warm like loves embrace
My love you left me
Stranded on a deserted island
Lost in the woods
Crying like a babe
You left me
Dazed and confused
Shocked and amazed at
The fact you can know someone so well
Yet not at all
Now I am
Crying in my pillow
Raging like a storm
Hurting like a paper cut
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem isnt bad you should really try to expand on your material it will make you a more diverse writer