Their was a day she chiseled my heart away;
It turned to dust and scattered away till this day;
It rides the breeze threw the flowers and trees;
Maybe one day, She will decide to gather it all and turn it to clay;
She’ll shape a heart and keep it until we meet someday;
Till then I’ll sit here and bleed my life away…
Hey Ali, this is a really good poem! You've tugged all the heartstrings of a good romance poem (10/10 from me!) Keep up the good work........ ~Dona~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like this poem, very nice..