I'm stuck in the storm, whirling round about
Everything I know, now upside down
Promises made years ago.....
So suddenly, but-easily set free.
I have given up on the dream
On the "supposed-to-be'
Clinging to a hope and a plea,
I lost the 'me' in you, as a two became a 'we'
Harvesting memories from a fog of misery.
The fuel to fan a fire burning so deep
As the melody to your symphony
Of pleas of 'remember me'!
Savagery meets symmetry
in a play of sweet tragedy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem apparently reflects glimpses of a loving relationship which could not reach its fairy end. I lost the 'me' in you, as a two became a 'we' Harvesting memories from a fog of misery.