I miss you,
I must try to write my pain,
To see if I can alleviate,
Abbreviate this chain,
That ties me to the past,
When all I had was,
Your sweet presence,
And so little did it last.
I miss you,
The sun has lost its shine,
Emptiness and silence now,
So very mine,
White flowers fold,
On Life's sad, silent vine,
The Sea to sail,
The Hope to hope,
No longer mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sadly, we are all alone. The comfort of others is illusory so we have to love ourselves.