It seems I know how to read
Someone's deep thinking!
Specially through the eyes,
Elusive far away eyes!
But..Oh, weakness of men!
Hurts and pains could crumble
Even the hearts of cold blooded hard men!
Then let this pain inside me
Do it's mission, not to crumble my spirit,
But push me to do holiness and goodness.
Oh, weakness of men!
Even If it's too weird for me
To do the other way, to smile and
Be happy, but deep inside pangs
Of regrets from hurts so great!
But I'm happy to do all of these;
To smile and be weird to myself,
Coz I know you are closer to me by this way.
(3/22/05. 6: 08 p.m)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem