Empty void of hope,
bleeding out the heart in pain,
its ruin awaits.
Cursed you quietly,
in the sound of loud raindrops,
as pain lingers in.
It came back again.
Pain that I never wanted;
like nightmare, it came.
'Leaving' pierce like knives,
seeping out innocent love,
builds up walls of doubt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, Jia Jo. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.