We were lovers one day; I see..
Passed the days and the years.
Those old days and years of pain
Now, you come back!
How can it be? ? !
Ask your past and waves of the sea.
Ask your lovely nights, darkness and tears.
Ask all your pains, ask all your fears.
Will love come back?
How can it be? ? !
One day, you left a heart that wanted thee.
Willingly you did it, ignored its scream.
Its calling for help, its sound for cares.
Then will it call you back? !
How can it be? ? !
You left it lonely, one day.
As a result, it ceased to be.
So, will you cry over its tomb? !
How can it be? ? !
Baby, it can't be...it can't be.
Hanaart you have a raw talent... thanks for your invite I enjoyed your work... let me know the next poem you write look foreward to it ... Regards Alf... have a look at mine when you have time
Ask your old past and waves of the sea. Ask your lovely nights, darkness and tears. Ask all your pains, ask all your fears. Will love come back? ............................................. yet tears glean by the fear eyes still records depth of darkness of those nights as reasoned to ill time soul seems to cry by innocence.....wonderful write by imagery, yet evocatively ingenious by painful sorrow,10+++, thanks for sharing
Swimming in the sea of sadness caused by the water of separating. Very powerful!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a great poem indeed..sweet idea..good expression, well written and meaningful thought..its really a good poem and i agree with your idea, , well done 10/10