Your eyes...
they never search for me.
Your lips...
they never speak to me.
Your arms...
they never enfold me.
Your heart...
it never feels for me.
Your mind...
it never notices
That:
My eyes search for you.
My lips, they try to speak to you.
My arms still want to enfold you.
My heart still feels for you.
My mind notices
the nothing you have made me into....
It's a nice poem, well written. The words you have spoken are true for many. Readers can easily relate, that is the success of a poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I invite you to read me poem, She Said, He Said...as I found a connecting thread to our writes. Strangely sad, how two can become two...alone. A stirring depiction herein. Well crafted.