A touch to be felt,
A kiss that's been given
The words to be heard
With ears that's been sealed
No promise to be made,
No tears shall be spilled
The path that's been chosen
Are routes that cause me ill
The love had been given,
It's time to cower in silence
No promise to be made,
No tears shall be spilled
My signs has its picture
My care forever linger
The roses that's been sent,
Are clues to how I end
No promise to be made,
No tears shall be spilled
The roses that you have,
Are thorns that pierce me through
No promise to be made,
With life it comes to fate
No tears shall be spilled
When my soul is rest in peace
By: Amir Amzah
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem