You went away with my love
Here I am, loved but can't love back
You've taken my feelings to the grave
And left me to wander in the dark.
I now can't see the beauty of the stars
As they shine and glitter around the moon
I blink and blink to clear tears out of my eyes
But the day is far behind noon.
I know love is best given to the living
But mine has decayed with the dead
Everyday it is love I'm receiving
But mine refused to flow in living blood.
I have given my heart to you by will
So that your presence I'll always feel.
Siraj A. Sabuke.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem