I awake to the sun of the sombre morn,
ten thousand pieces my heart is torn,
like fallen petals on a windy land,
and parting kisses blown by my hand.
Unjoined away from the one I love,
bid I her return like a faithful dove.
copyright @ Mark Anthony St. Rose. All rights reserved.
i find in your poems, you don't hind what you really feel and that's what true poets do. they don't hide a thing. i really enjoyed you poem. it deserves a 13+. and i hope to read more of you in the furture to come byes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i really like this, good job. keep it up.