I felt, pain after hearing his thought,
He says, I torture him,
He went and I waited in return,
But, he made no back turn.
He compared me,
And I felt as dirt,
But, I pushed myself with feel,
In short while, he will come and call me 'dear',
But, he sends me a message to ''forget all'...
But, no where I can 'forget all',
Unsolved things are piling,
I can't lead life with more 'forget all'.
My inquiries are pain for him to answer,
So again, I will not make mistake to 'forget all',
But, will give value to my flowing tears,
And will break my relation to put down disgrace,
His thoughts are still a pain to remember,
Where every time he screeches,
'You always say, I hurt you and you cry'...
But, I shared, feeling his closeness.
I can define myself 'secure 'and 'carrying 'with him,
But he defines me 'torture'.
Now, I m dead for him,
That what I feel,
As he left me and went asleep,
Without the thought, what I will feel.
I won't be tender heart,
But, will forget all moments,
Like a short-lived wind...........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A painful story...so well expressed, well portrayed.