Listen
I tried
I roll in bed
A hand pillow
One holds breasts
It's: 'Hey I love you.'
Empty bed
You are absent
All are memories
My gestures choked
You're silent suffocated.
You
You never
You never saw
What I had for you
In my heart, my mind
You
You are
You are lonely
under separate roof
Alone I read the paper
Syria, Canadian girl:
'If unable to travel to Canada
With him I stay; love to death.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful wording, Listen is nice one speaks a story.