Endlessly with burning fires of
yesterdays harmony, stood a statue
of a broken heart
Bronze without a doubt, none the less
bearing the symbol of what was once
upon a midnights dream that turned
into yesterdays nightmare, standing
so direct but with pride, as through
it all, there was still room for the never
ending love held within its soul......
I feel the emptiness you feel and of your beliefs the magnitude of your of pain, and of your reliefs I know where you are coming from, I sense you feel the hate your not alone in this world, poet! I can relate!
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I would like to translate this poem
Another fine piece of work Bonnie, containing wonderful symbolism. Love, Andrew x