When I remember you, tears come to my eyes
And I break down in the middle,
Failing to sing the song
Of love,
Full of betrayal, misunderstanding and infidelity.
Again wipe I out the tears
And smearing with sobs and sighs and their remembrances
Keep I singing the song of life and love,
How was I,
How have I become?
Even if return I back to, where to return
As they are not
Who used to be once,
The same house now looks like a haunted house?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmm....an a haunting poem you've penned! Nicely written!