Sorrows start to come
Not in a single spy but in battalion.
It's like a stab of a knife,
A torture in the night.
It's only you who make me feel complete
But now that I don't have you
Right by my side,
I feel again this emptiness.
It seems that everywhere I go,
Everything I do, every song I hear
And every breath I take,
Always remind me of you.
My nights ended with tear drops in my eyes
Hoping that tomorrow
You would be here with me again
To make our dreams come true.
And the pain that's inside me
Would simply melt away
If I have you here with me
And promise me you'll stay forever..
-MERRTPENS-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sorrows start to come Not in a single spy but in battalion....Sorrow is painful but still we hope sorrow will go away one day and joy will acquire your heart. This poem is very brilliantly penned.10