The past calls out
Memories cry silent in the night
The minds clear, hearing with out doubt
Who is wrong or who is right
Love misplaced
Forgotten by the way
No mercy, No forgiven grace
Moment by moment, day by day
Regret for past times
The heart yearns for what was
Love that once was so sublime
Stubborn pride now bears the cause
Love is mighty
Sometimes filled with pride
Love still lingers
Even through the pain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write Patricia, The conflict between heart and mind can be warlike sometimes splitting you apart, You captured it perfectly.