For losing the only source of thy happiness, sympathize with thy heart.
For being left alone in this world of loneliness, sympathize with thy soul.
Sympathize for leaving thee with full of grievous thinking,
oh! Year! Sympathize for thing that makes meaning to thy life is gone.
Gone in a thin air just like water vapour
leaving behind a great legacies that can't be
overwhelmed even by the juries of thy life.
Oh! Let the mountains of Herephites come to thy sympathy and be the comfort
even at this time of improptu weakness.
Thy soul left with aberration change,
change that was not prepared by thy heart
so abysmal to thy heart, thy spirit warrowing around unseconded by yours,
leaving behind the promises of our heart and turning thy heart unaglowed.
'JANY' u made thee a love widower,
it's never your blame for i know God knows best.
Your companion still mean much to thy soul
let your spirit always be by thy heart
to comfort thy soul for thy world has began with loneliness.
Be there for me JANY for you alone holds the to my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem