I’m disappearing from your dreams
you’re spreading your arms
leaving me
at some place
where you won’t need me any more
you’re not asking me to be around..
And I’m not waiting on you
to turn off the light
and come into the bed next to me
it’s all different now
just the way I didn’t want to happen
So now
I don’t like what I used to
I don’t cherish silly things
because of us
Like the pearls dispersed
around the floor
and you can’t pick them any more,
only some pictures are here to show
once it was good
and now it’s gone.
love seems to be lost, art of love when defies the love of art.....yet poignant, wellpenned,10+, thanks for sharing
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I would like to translate this poem
Jaca rdn, Breathe again. The sun has risen. Sometimes we knock on closed doors when there are lots of opened ones. arise. (appreciate you art) I pray in the name of the Most High God that your river never runs dry. paul mugano