just a bunch of short poems again! all 4 lines
nothing left but fireflies
no more truth but no more lies
somehow im afraid of them
afraid for when they say goodbye
it was just an accident
the kiss i gave to you
i dont know what it meant
now i dont know what to do
the fireflies shine bright
when there is no more light
they comfort my heart
when you depart
its late and i cant sleep
thinking of the memories i couldnt keep
theyre fading into the past
and theyre going way too fast
clear blue skies
reflect in my eyes
puddles in the grass
reflect it just like glass
caught in the crossfires of deaths stare
so much pain its hard to bare
no one knows just how to act
when dealing with this cold hard fact
the leaves are falling to the ground
hardly making any sound
swirling gently around my head
colored orange yellow and red
pillows lay around my head
as tears roll down my face
its better to stay in bed
when forgetting the human race
my own peice of sky
so blue and bright
its never too high
and it shines during night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem