Each tear like a candle flame,
burning bright, but aching with pain,
flickering like the candles' light,
In the stillness of this lonely night,
as I let my emotions free ~
I witness my agony dripping along,
and rendering this night with a divine song,
they illuminate the path of my pain,
till the tears are slowly dried,
and gently bid the night goodbye.
We have to beat the melancholy blues otherwise it will overtake life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the last line it was beautifully put