Wretched and forlorn in the emptiness of her soul
waiting for her love to come back
inconsolably forsaken
as a lonely bird
contemplating what had been driven between them like a wedge
was it disaffection?
what was her fault, she knew not why
An air of melancholy now sweeps through her life
The screams of her anguished existence would not abate
Reminiscing cherished moments
Hoping to turn things around somehow
Alas, that is not to be
for it had cut him too deep to be cured.
there is sadness and pain in the lines.beautifully expressed.keep inking Madhu.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Tiku..... will surely check out your poems.....