Your dedicated requiem
which played on
that dreadful Tuesday
perpetuates through my mind
and asphyxiates
all present sound
Since you've gone
I've seen no other face
but yours
As even my own reflection
seems to emulate it
I reach for your mirage
and you fade away
long enough to torment me
I try hold to you
only to find myself
clenching my fists
I'm still here
and life goes on
I feel it passing me by
as I dream
on sleepless nights
dreaming of a time
when you could still vow
to love me always
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very deep, very powerful, well done