I cry my silent tears every now and then,
For what happened back them.
Sometimes it re-occurs
and seems to happend every now and then
and here I go
and cry my silent tears again.
And no one knows after all of these years of my silent tears, and no one seems to hear or pretend to care about these long years of my silent tears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem