Do not tear me,
Do not dance with my pain.
Do not cut me like a knife,
Do not leave me with a river of pain.
You can cut me, tear me,
But do not kiss me with your false smile.
My tears run in my check with bitterness,
When you are trying to build me up again, no please.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
drops of blood blotted in tears wiped in smile flows through mind! very touching words
Dear Sir Sekharan, Thanks for the comment sir..... Sincerely, diane