Behind her doors, live a pool of joy.
Whiles smiles cover our face
A mist of confusion
Awaits at our gates
After days of gladness
The bitterness of love kicks in
Like hungry dogs we fight!
Spitting words that can break a heart!
Like branches we fall apart
Her memories torture my head
Loneliness keeps creeping in
Whiles love sucks the air I breathe
My mind finds it difficult
To erase her sweet memories
Enough my heart surrenders!
I'm back knocking on her doors.
...Thanks for reading
Copyright © ®2009, Eyan desire.
June 26th 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem