I was bleary eyed
when she left this morning
my sleepy sighs
couldn't emit even a bye
just the sound of the lock's click
made me sick
as did the lonely bed
that would make sleep such shit
make feel each breath
of heavier weight..
I fed the birds
to forget
the hour
she would be gone for a walk.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simple thing very creatively penned...........very nice