Nothing's going to be
OK, my darl'!
You would never be so bad girl
Who dares to love me.
Me too not going to see
The isles in the south Atlantic again,
I saw that night,
When you left me.
Nothing's going to be
OK, my darl'!
Life is a light,
Reflects from the rarest pearl;
For which a lonely bee
Should never cry.
People tells me: 'Let's try! '
But It's I
Who am know
Time and efforts will go
In vain
Days will leave the night
And nights will leave alone the day
But nothing's going to be OK!
Without beloved nothing is OK, very well written poem. I invite you to read my poems. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is indeed a lovely poem about a shred of time when you are at the receiving end without any glimmer of hope in sight. I love it. Thanks. I quote a few lines reflecting the awful disposition: Nothing's going to be / OK, my darl'! /.... Time and efforts will go / In vain