Bit by bit my heart is gone
To merge with one that is
Not there to be found
Bit by bit my song will be
Sung in the darkest hours
Sans making a sound
Bit by bit my mind gets
Lost thinking of a love
That is yet to come
Bit by bit I die dreaming that
Someday I will be taken
Away from my home
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bit by bit my mind gets Lost thinking of a love That is yet to come...hopes and prayers which lead yu to a mystical world of pure love. we all yearn for such a love. what is mundane does not satisfy the mind of a poet. tony
Thanks for support Sir. My regards.