I was sitting there alone
My heart was crying out lone
He extended his hands hiding the thorn
With tenderful glances
With touching words
hurtful care
Bunches of love words
Flying heart forgot about scares
Promises of eternity
Like an angel like a knight
He was there to cure my heart
I begged him to let me alone
I have no faith in love and it's torn
Wounded heart once again can't get destroyed
I have told
But unfortunately humanity has been extinguished across the world
As he was there to cure my pain
Ah in vain
My wounded heart will never stop bleeding
After the day will never stop weeping
Trustworthy and the love
Have flew again behind broken wings of happiness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for the comment dear Jazib Kamalvi blessings