My eyes brimming with tears,
MY heart gripping by fears,
A storm in the sea,
A hundred wounds I endure,
But I still remained silent.
Strange are the ways my life is leading,
And as far as I can see...
There's only loneliness for me,
All I have are my memories.
Like shards of a broken mirror,
I am shattered a heart broken girl.
In agony,
I suffered the tyranny.
I tolerated the painful sorrows and yet I still remained silent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful...but how long can we keep silence?