Happiness to me denied
lost and drifting, search for I
what a loathsome lie.
Love promised and once fulfilled
no sooner found than is killed
hearts longing stilled.
Peace, once I knew its way
once grasped, it refused to stay
Not one more day.
Hope, that shining star ahead
pulled from my hand instead
Hope no more, it is dead.
Faith, what is left when there is no more
Faith knows not the future
for me in this lonely world.
(April 4,1999 age 28)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are never alone! Kindly refer to my poem-'NEVER ALONE' in the ph!