My heart growing so pale
Reminiscing its old tale.
Tears leisurely falling
Anguish slowly creeping.
As I open my weary eyes,
I saw your blurry existence.
I thought I was all alone
But there you are to sing a song.
Didn’t I recognize that same face
When I was weeping?
Didn’t I hear that same sweet voice
When I was sighing?
Your melody replaces my misery
Your music takes over my agony.
I hope someday to you I can say
That now your love takes all of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
positive approach to incoming hope of love. hmmm... good luck and enjoy the best of it. thanks.md 10