My eyesight now blur,
it seem you are fading.
I see nothing anymore,
but silhouette unfolding.
My hearing is losing,
can listen to your voice.
I crave for your words,
but get just crappy noise.
My feeling gets poignant,
being drag into isolation.
I wish yours is vibrant,
but show no consolation.
Yet its not the end,
we can still survive.
I pray that we amend,
and make our love revive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem