I hear your whisper, I look but you're not here.
I call your name, voice breaking with each tear
Your shadow passes but I cannot touch
My heart burns, I love you so much.
I miss each moment that I miss
You're growing up, so think of this
I will be here when we're apart
You're the other half of my broken heart
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Very well conceived. Rich in imagery and style. Fine poetics. I rate it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2. Please use the search box by typing the name of the poem if the page doesn't open with the title of the poem.