Does your smile lack luster?
is that look in your eyes a lie,
could you be thinking of something..
terribly in disguise.
Could you be smiling to smile,
if that were the case,
would you look at me and say..
it was a wonderful day.
Could I be more vain,
to think I could have been your everything.
Has that smile you once needed poured out.
gone into an act,
and resonates with what we used to have.
The mirror is the terror,
that remains deep.
the look of passion happens to leak,
now the blood loss remains,
You were never mines to keep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem