Silence breaking apart memories like eggshells falling
aside, letting images and visions of our lives together
fill my mind.
Now devoid of your love, stirring desires and yearnings
still present within my being, wondering if you feel
them too or has death stolen them from you when breath-
ing your last breath on earth.
Wanting it all back, hoping against all hope as I hear
the lonely whistle of death haunting me even now, tell-
ing me the end has come and gone and there can be no
more love for either of us again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Silence breaking apart memories reveal life and attitudes of love fantastically. Very nice sharing done definitely.10