Upon a major breakup
No hope of any makeup
Targets heart with spears
shooting pain of utter loss
The undercurrent fears
A sudden wave appears
awash in constant bind
the drowning of the mind.
For spears to dissappear
the mind must slowly clear
to understand the fears
jointly with an open heart
cleansing with healing tears.
Regain the deepest flow
Feel free to finally, let go.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem