Only knowing how to let tears fall softly, silently, from
my eyes, they have no voice, they never learned to speak
like others do.
Falling steadily, like in a rainstorm, letting inner sorrow
be known, eyes filled with tears I cannot even see, the world
around me is blurred by the pain I feel.
Wiping the dainty little tears, crystal clear, from my
cheeks, embarrassed by the streaks of water they leave upon
my face.
The whole world disappears, blinded with the sadness felt
within my overflowing heart.
Taken aside, a sensitive soul awaits it's voice, hoping
to hear it out loud before dying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautifully described... i like the way u've used the words to express your pain.....