It has been month now
Now I want to scream and cry
All these words have pierced my soul
Like a sword with thousand thorns.
No more I can bear
I just need a shoulder to weep upon
Its shattering pieces of my heart
That my sis can do all this.
I know rudeness is wrong
Even it is a sin
And I ask forgiveness for it
But the situation has made me do all that.
What you want from me
What I have done to you
Can't you let this most wrong me
Rest in peace! !
______please help me Allah.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the passion and the agony of this poem!
Thanks for visiting again! ! ! Naila