as i cry my pain and my sorrow flows
into tears, i drawn into a world, a
world full of weeping.the sky bleeds,
shedding drops of depression, the earth
quakes, at every fall of desolation.
then i realise that am not alone, whose
heart have been broken.we are many and
we are not alone, whose hearts have beeen
broken.there are many others and they are
not alone, whose hearts have been broken.
with earch passing second, just like me,
many others drawn in this world of broken
hearts.they are not alone, whose hearts have
been broken.there are alot others and they
are not alone, whiise hearts have been broken.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem