In a world so satanical,
Where all we feel is pain,
My mind forgets the affair,
Until I hear her name.
My feelings that were hidden,
Buried under years of mistakes,
Begin rising to the surface,
Always thinking I was too late,
My mind has diverted the pain,
Drowned it within every falling tear,
It leaves me only with a smile,
And finally, nothing to fear.
A beating heart filled with warmth,
Sending chills throughout my spine,
Her name repeats over and over,
Only a dream to try to make you mine.
This is only the beginning,
For my heart is still an empty book.
I'll always look for a new author,
In your eyes is where I look,
What's becoming of me is a mystery,
The heart has such a meaning so true,
But for this, I speak my all,
For these; my feelings for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great love poem Josh. T.