How many times,
have I seen the
moon grow full,
and seen the
leaves of trees,
falling on the ground?
Perhaps, not as many
times I was a fool.
Now my tears falling down,
is the only sound.
How many times,
have I seen,
birds fly away,
leaving the winter,
to meet the greeting sun?
Perhaps, not as many times,
I'd wished you'ld stay.
Now I'm left with a partner,
who's on the run.
How many times,
I've lost myself,
to be found,
leaving you clues,
as to how,
I feel inside?
Perhaps, they have closed down,
the merry-go-round.
Now you can go seek,
while I go and hide.
Perhaps, now you feel
as lost as I have been.
Now that the chains around us
starts breaking free.
20 Jan '11
the severing of the heart shared, worlds end and begin in an instant. good poetry!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How is your day. Did all formalities of the day completed. Are you bold. Don't strutter, You family, your frriends and I are there. I know many words may not help much but still wanna write something...... Hello Jacqui, I also used the same epression to express my love but in contrasting style. 'the merry-go-round.' Great poem, noble heart but broken heart! SO what it is execelent. If solo King comes to Africa can you give him coffee? Ha! ha! :) :) :) A Joke.. cheer up!