What's life now but a part of the nothingness I once had
When my world was yet but none
What's love now but a withered rose
Of beauty lost, a variety of tragic shows
What are there memories for me to keep
But emptiness to possess
What is there to treasure
But sorrows and heartaches, tears and griefs
Nothing even memories
Nobody even your shadow
Lives with me now that you're gone
Everything is gone too
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have felt this very same way. You are a beautiful writer! Salamat.