The sun has set again,
The moon is hidden
And the darkness rages fiercely
As tears drops like waterfalls,
He is gone, the father of ours.
The memories made rapturing
In the mind and
Unbelievable of how long can be short
Especially when he is gone
To lands unheard and unseen-
Lest you die
Oops, no one so brave
To join old father
On his way to heaven,
On his way to hell.
Am ain't sure
Not God to judge
I hope heaven will do.
But wait, his love didn't join him.
Is love a scam?
Leave alone his love,
His blood I write boldly
About his sunset.
Soon I will join him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem