Why its so hard?
craving for light everyone does,
Me? either own experience the struggle,
gasping am I, though crawling,
the eerie of the darkness,
dominated the pain in echo,
The blame? all over everyone?
constantly thrusting the needle into,
my heart, the oozing keep on,
tormenting me making me mad,
the prize for thinking him,
how could I avoid the echo
of precious moments?
the needs, the unexpected.
the compatibility, grin, laughter,
tears, heaven of hearts,
prayers, dreams, hopes and intentions,
contribute to the memory for
both of us, treasure moments.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem, finely penned