tis been two christmases
you never failed to bring
tears not of joy nor peace
but of misery and gloom
shrouded by darkness
forever loomed
i scream for the old times
not too long ago..
before two christmases that was
but no longer...no more..
bitter whimperings on christmas eves
and spiritless prayers for ease
If i count the days til the third of this
Might i find a reason to wait atleast?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem