The last time i saw her
Was in my bedroom as a heir
The last time we spoke
Was in my heart with a poke
memories and pains
The day the sky bled rain
Shadows of her last days
Time dare not erase
O miss sage of old
Could this be the end of the road
O my noble muse
Once more, my soul amuse
Life has taken you from me
And my life is no longer the same
How can i found love tomorrow
when yesterday after a pain so hallow
i wish to begin you a story that will never end
Straight tales that would never bend
If life could be but fair
Wishes i bet, could be rare
For is it not best my ears be deaf
So i hear no more this whisper of death
If sorrow be no more better chef
Why let her serve me a meal of agony on earth
Give me reasons not to cry
And i will give you a hundred why i wish to die
For what if tomorrow should start without me
The sun rises and am not her to see
I sleep beside that dreaded lake wishing to die
before i wake
so i behold the sweet amaranthine
And give thee that that is solely thine
A world in my ark
Cry in the dark
When will this pain go?
when shall i see the rain bow?
life took my love from me
And my life is no longer the same
pls critiZe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely brilliant! An amazingly written poem of sorrow. One of the best I've read so far. Thanks for sharing!