The deep cries heard for all loved ones,
As we mourn for love and life already gone,
Our eyes, open up a pool of tears that tumble down our cheeks.
The deep cry takes down all emotions and shows our true colors.
Though our hearts plea for joy,
Only sadness breaks out and the old blues song is heard
From every mother, daughter, son and father.
The deep cry breaks out,
For all those sorrowful times
For all the lost souls,
For all the mistakes of human kind,
For all destruction in the world
And For all songs of lament that broke out all the deep cries.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem because it say how we really are when we are sad