Tear drops glisten,
In the rain.
If you listen,
You can hear my pain.
It's not dying out,
Not ever,
Not now.
Your words are clever,
And push away the clouds.
But don't you ever,
Wonder out loud,
'What's it like to die? '
And if you listen closely,
You'll hear my pain,
But mostly,
The person I don't want to be.
The real me,
That only you,
Will be allowed to see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well penned poem, Prince, simple but straight, great! you got my vote 10+ (I hope you can read two of my poems recently posted: 'A LOVE'S GAME' and 'A QUEEN WAS BORN', Romeo