Alone..
Nothing you have done..
Faults are made by my own..
I am dying..
But you are not on the phone..
People often says..
I am reaping what I sown..
Sometimes..
You make me sleep..
You make me weep..
All of a sudden..
Our talks turn into a moan..
Yes, alone..
Picking up a stone..
I throw in my tears of your fears..
What I hear is your tone..
Yes, weeping alone..
We are together..
But a long away..
I will be no more..
I have only a single bone..
That's waiting for you..
Still and forever and unknown..
But to this world..
I am not here..
Because I am a stone..
All that I need..
Is your love and care..
Give it to me..
If you can..
As a loan..
Still waiting..
Forever dying..
For my everything..
Come to me and please melt..
This stone..
Always in my life..
Have wanted you for my own..
I am not to be alone..
Someday..
You will turn back..
You will look into my heart..
Yes, here without you..
I am alone...
I am alone...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem