Walk under the stars
Over broken glass
Shattered
The night we barely spoke
But we said volumes
When we should have had
Silence
Why did I throw my heart
On the ground
As hard as I could
Shards of gold
You would wonder about
If you thought of me anymore
But I did it
Never the less
Cause it meant nothing
Walking through this desert
Without you
Find songs
Were anguish and pain
Are heard in frequencies of tears
And I sing them out
To the night sky
Wondering if by chance
This wet wind carries it to you
Cause if I told you
I stood out in the rain
Thinking of you
You wouldn’t care
Scream
Every ragged breath I take
Breaks those shards
Just a bit more
And I lament my loss
In the tenor of Gypsies
In the frequencies
Of my ancestors
Would this picture be more
To you
Than all the previous days
Combined
Where I smiled
Even though wee both knew
I was just biding time
To cry out
For you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Could see the crying of a heart