Her eyes tells a story so well;
That she tries so hard to hide,
So little expected;
So often neglected,
A long script of her 'pride'...
Always so careful not to cry,
Until I turn around
Then in a silent she walks wth tears on her cheeks
A thought comes to life...
Tht a woman without love is half a woman;
But a man without love is nothing at all
She knows I love her
O'H for heavens knows I tried
It hurts deep inside an she tries hard to hide
But GOD knows I see it in her eyes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great write! A very melacholy feel to it, but beautiful just the same. Great lines and as a woman I love when a man writes something like this. Lets us girls know there are still some good hearted men out there.