Gone are those days,
When splendid were your ways.
Every smile you have flashed,
Makes me weep n hurts my wounds, they get slashed!
Why are you gone? Tell me why?
Leaving me all shattered.
Living in despair too I think of you,
But still I’ll love you; no matter what you do.
Though this hurts; hurts harder each day!
And today I m here to bid you my last goodbye,
Hoping you will feel my last sigh! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the bitter sweetness of life, love and may be tomorrow in one poem is good, take care. Roy.