yesterday you shared with me your muffin
now i'm alone in my coffin.
yesterday you took the remute to play a song
now i'm playing with shadows, short and long.
i was pretty for you, in all colors, blue or red
now i'm in the most beautiful dress on my eternal bed.
you said if i close my eyes your world will turn black
Heh, sure now you need a lampa for this lack.
you showed too much love, too much kindness, too much care
but i could not forgive you, or forget your sin, dont blame me, it's not fair.
my love returned to your frozen heart, yesterday, from morning till night
maybe thats why you are with me now,
in my funeral rite.
I have written hundreds of darkside contemporary prose & poems....as it has always been (i guess) , my strong suit, or forte.....and perhaps it is for you too? ! Keep That Pen Pumpi', young lady...and pay no mind to ignorant comments from they who know not a verse from a curse! F* j* R
Quite depressive for your age, but wonderful play of words in the biginning of the poem. 'Now i'm in........my eternal bed' having written such a beautiful line you should not be so sad, although sadness is the destiny of every human being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very good poem sounding sad though...perfect lines...good language...surprised to see a comment down here...ignore such opinions, Negar...you have done well here...10