Lipstick stains on wedding days
Smiles that turned a different way
Standing there she's waiting, waiting
In pain, but always praying
Raining, pouring
Intently listening, but ignoring
Gun shots firing in the distance
Well of course she's going to miss it
One last bullet- gone astray
Shot down on her wedding day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tragedy on the wedding day. Well crafted poem, the bullet can symbolise different situations and its open ended thats why i liked it! Preets