love does not leave without the dawn
it takes the early morning light away
and leaves us only with the day
the days are easy to endure
the nights are filled with single sighs
and fear the sun will never rise
the sun is high when I awake
love does not leave without the dawn
for sleepless nights
are blind to eastern light
Oh, so true, so true, when love is gone, the dawn is gone, The sleepless nights, Where darkness, frights. Deeply touched by this intense and incredible work.
Sandra, I am so glad you liked it. Again this one was written so long ago.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Even in college you wrote with depth. A heart-touching poem on the loss of love. These words ring so true.