Every morning as sun rises, my misery intensifies.
What i am mourning over.
That everything inside of me cries.The darkness of grief, encircles my little eyes.
Why i am silent, do am self-lying? Once i chant, did i forget my love-song.
'O' Nightingale....Come remind me.
Have buried my notes, help set them free.
I regret over and over.
The echo of sadness killing me inside.
Wishing if somebody sit by my side.My heart still aches, throat still trembles.
Just take me away from self harming intentions.
I don't want to experience the pain of death.
still craving day and night.
To lose my vision and this deep sinking breathe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thankyou Jez my friend for your heartfelt and encouraging feedback 😊