Filled With Unseen Feelings,
Offering Many Different Meanings,
We’re Left with Happiness,
That Makes Us Blind,
To The Sadness That we’ll Have Left Behind.
As Long As Love’s near,
We Feel That There Nothing To Fear.
But, When We Don’t Find Love,
When We Look For It,
We Are Left With Feeling,
That Tears Us Bit By Bit.
For, we’re Left with Nothing but Tears,
And Mist of Sadness, That Never clears.
When mist turns into a mighty ocean,
We’re stuck on an island, from where we can’t run.
Then, we try to rid our lives, somehow,
Because, that’s the pain when you love….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loss in love is indeed painful. Very good write. give you a 9.