I am a mess
I must confess
When you left the world was crashing
Images of me and you keep flashing
You did your worst
Now I'm cursed
There is an empty space
Everyone has your face
Life has never been the same
My walk has turned lame
I'm always thinking of you
Do you think of me too?
Probably not
I cry on the cot
Everything's gone
I was just another pawn
Then another walks in
Loving him is a sin
No not again
Too soon Big Ben!
My heart cant take it
So now I sit
Never to stand again
Hi my friend I am arghavan from Iran nice to read your beautiful poem very nice good luck
My heart cant take it So now I sit Never to stand again..... The poem ends with a melancholic note. Wishing the poet well, hoping the void would soon be filled up. None is indispensable in life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm always thinking of you Do you think of me too? the struggle of love. love remains a mystery through the centuries. lovers came, loved, and went.. some were destroyed in love, for some it was a resurrection. for some joy, for some sadness. so goes the history of love. very nice poem. liked it very much. tony