The golden chain that glued
Our hearts upon the branch
Is broken beyond repair
All around are fragments
Of what that could of been
My heart still keeps on calling her name
My lips still craves for hers
Tears moist my pillows
Life is a bitter road
Fill with regrets
Lies covered lies
A broken promise
An empty bed
And her thoughts still floats
Upon my mind!
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nicely written, my friend... touching....past leads us to a happy present and a strong tomorrow... Thank you so much for the book..I appreciate and i am very happy and thankful you have given me that treasure....your book is a treasure, a jewel to keep... But i was hoping you have your autograph on it.. Thanks a lot, my friend
past is something we can hardly endure specially if we still want to have its back... very touching poem.
nicely done ian..bitterness is in the hands of time...happiness is in the air we breath..sometimes, love is faithful or unfaithful and sometimes love hurts but sometimes love has fulfillment of success....i go wth proper choosing of partners, and i go wth respect and proper communication, ., , , one must be open, one must not make lies or else sweetness will turn into sour.... for me, the poem expresses sad but moving...nicely done ian..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem, sadness endures me by reminding me of past love, and you published your poetry? ! I wish I can do that but I am too young heh, please would you read my poetry? I would be honored.