Every morning I wake up scared,
Scared I might lose you,
Lose every moment we had,
Everything we have been through,
Your seldom love pins me down,
Vision blurred by tear;
I look everywhere, blindly,
Then it hits me you're gone forever.
Good grief fall apart;
Left me stunned and lost,
I open my phone bursting in tears,
Trying to find what I've lost.
What sins I have committed tho;
I end up losing you.
Honey I'm scared here,
Aren't you scared too?
Abshi
Beautiful poem Abhinav Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Every morning we wake up is fresh and pure. Every moment is sacred. This is wise to try to find lost love and forgetting grief. Brilliant and interesting poem is shared here.10
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