My tears are unshed
They are not leaked
But their depth is deep
It’s from where I keep
All my wishes and fears
My regrets and torments
Some nights are like dew
Covering my anguish
Others know not of my sorrow
They know not of my negation
That after the past while
I still cannot accept you are gone
I am disputing it in vain
That it is a great strain
On my heart and my body
Mentally and physically
God only knows when
He alone knows how
I will come to accept this
The time when thinking about you
Will not cause me great sorrow
But will make me smile instead
And so I will stop to shed silent tears
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