How long does it take,
for a heart to recover
From a doom of fate,
that feels like forever?
Living like a hermit,
underneath the patch of shade
Of pain of every heartbeat,
that slowly goes to fade
Beating in the most painful way,
trying hard to endure
Just to survive each day,
sufferings without cure
Because life being alone,
brings tears in the eye
It's like being in an endless road,
with the uncertainty of getting by
But when will this end,
when will the angel be born?
The one who'll ease all the burden,
and the plight of being the lovelorn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated, nicely encapsulated and insightfully penned in poetic diction with conviction. I think time heals what reason can never rationalize. A good poem with beautiful rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing Sunny. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Thank you very much ^_^ I will read it :)