The light that once burned brightly in your eyes,
Is quickly fading and soon it will die.
The love that we nourished has now decayed.
There is nothing left to do now but pray
All the angels have departed and we
Are lost amongst the shadows. We were free
As birds, now we traverse purgatory.
What happened to all our bright visions and dreams?
A nice emotional poem. hope you will get back your love and live a blessed life. Nicely crafted. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's always interesting to read a fine poem that ends on a question, one to speculate and stir one's little grey cells. A full score and most deserved good sir. Some things we presume don't last forever, but aren't we all made from stardust?