Teardrops keep on gliding...
downwards on my face again.
with choices so confusing...
fighting for love to end.
Teardrops keep on knocking...
on my wounded heart tonight;
Stopping me from sleeping...
wond'ring if I'd be alright.
Teardrops keep on bothering...
on my lonely soul tonight.
Ceasing me from thinking...
that forgetting you is right.
And I have only teardrops;
and broken heart in pain.
That moves me on and forwards...
with nothing left to feign.
You left me with this agony...
tormenting on our past.
And all that u have left me...
are teardrops that would last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
tears are best friend of any lover, let them flow, they will give birth to poems