Broken-hearted, wanton emotions burying me beneath the
sorrow of lost love.
Withstanding nothing in life anymore, not wishing to do
anything, exiling and isolating self in a portrait of
sorrow and loneliness.
Pictures falling into past images, watching them with
tears falling into pools of my heart, standing aloof,
not moving forward.
Seeing no sense in doing so, left to face the future
alone without you, my love, nothing I can do about it,
just crying and missing you forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Losing a loved one is indeed a terrible feeling. Your feelings are universal. well penned.