Many nights have come and gone
So did the days and
The many hours, minutes and seconds that make up a day
From one day to many more
From first day to yesterday
I didn't tell you
I couldn't,
I was froze, so did my words
Yet like wheat on fertile grounds it matured
To bear fruits only you could relish
I owe you a thousand apologies,
A million minutes
A billion seconds
And many days of 'could have been'
I owe you a hug
For every moment that passed without you knowing
With you wondering
When fall became fallen
Yet puzzled at the latent attitude that dominated
I owe you for the sleepless nights endured
I owe you for the time passed without
I owe you for the little things we could have done
I could have been there
But I wasn't
I could have told you
But I froze
We could have been
Yet I wait
I owe you for the cold goodbyes
For being infatuated yet
Hiding it though unsuccessful
A thousand apologies
A million concerns
Invaluably indebted!
Forgive me,
Forgive me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great poem brother, I loved it. Siya_! !