Its raining again
May be as a welcome note
With the promise of a new day
After a night of tossing and turning
With a tear soaked pillow
Giving a complete account
My smile is brief
May not lost any long
Without you to bring it up
The pain of moving away
And the memory of our times together
Bringing fresh tears in my eyes
Now is the time of regrets
Now I have to live with it
May be I should learn to live
Without more tears and regrets
But still I wish
I had told you from the beginning
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think you are thinking without moving.... Nice one! !