Ice blue eyes,
Look at me.
Don't let him hear my cries,
Don't let him see.
My heart starts breaking,
As I fade away.
My heart stops beating,
And I start to decay.
Yet my thoughts are not for me,
But for him.
I cant stand to see,
The tears that start to swim.
What hurts me more than my death,
What steals away my very breath.
Is the tears in his Ice Blue eyes,
The agony I hear in his cries.
very touching, moving poem....... Sometimes fear of not being accepted can cause bad emotions....... like the flow of your poem very beautiful description........ you are talented.......... (Don't talk alot about death it's a very dark subject) ...... Keep it up: GuessWho
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love this. You are a great writer. I say write about what inspires u. Sometimes death isn't actual death...