Thinking about our yesterday bring teardrops to the corner of my sad swelling eyes
Remembering those well-spentmoments stabs my heart like a merciless butcher's knife
Expectancy in my today's feelings turns intoto unwanted desperateness
Though my subconscious reminds me that whatever happened was for my good, I begin to cry and scream for I know that silence would bleed my heart of pain
And so I pray, desperately pray, for I know too well that in peace and silence, the harsh sound of 'I' would dissolve and His wish would turn into my blessing.
And then I suddenly feel the inner anger merge with my outer calmness and there begins to flow the river of love, all giving and all forgiving!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem