So I was wondering,
Will it be the same beautiful world since I can't feel your breathe.
Will it be the same sunshine or a blackout in my life.
Crying out loud to the deaf ears,
Is all you could do.
While I could have been your sun,
My dear moon.
Instead I am a curse to your soul.
Maybe you have already hitten the break point my love,
But if not then let the tears of grief be your friend,
Because I think I can't love you the way I used to love you before.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Welcome to Poem Hunter! This appears to be the first poem you have posted on this site. I think it is well done, and am looking forward to reading more of your poems in the future.