I saw each night the old dark castle...
and heard some hurting sobs.
The whispers of the lonely wind...
have caused some dreadly stabs.
It was so dark and solemn;
where the sun has failed to shine.
The darkness speaks of sudden death...
like the poison on my wine.
I saw each night that lonely girl
who cried on helplessly.
A captive to the castle's garden...
I wish to set her free.
I saw each night the old dark castle...
and that girl whose tears just fall
in the midst of its notorious garden
twas in my deepest soul.
It was so dark and solemn...
where the darkness stole its art.
I saw each night the old dark castle...
It was inside my heart.
Everyone has past secrets...
and for me, they keep on haunting.
Each night I am emprisoned;
I cant help myself from crying.
It's everynight I shed those tears
and said those past regrets.
I hid them all inside my heart...
my garden of abandoned secrets.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one as well. Very interesting.