Rising to the morning, finding no reason for doing so,
because life has been buried in grief's loving arms,
taking away a loved one without reserve.
Leaving nothing but heart-broken memories in their wake.
Losing the contacts they always kept together in secret
compartments of each other's hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem your poems always make me awe. (must there be a reason for the poem to be good ;) ?)