She felt the pain somewhere deep down
She wanted to cry aloud;
She wanted to shout and rave
She wanted to tear down the curtains,
throw the plates, complain to the moon.......
But as she felt the dampness on her cheeks,
She realized that it is better to hide the pain;
To let it go somewhere inside
From where it never escapes
So that the curtain, the plate and the moon
Would never know what the pain is...
The pain when 'she' realizes
That 'he' wants to keep a distance...
And HE chooses to be silent.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear, it is painful to realize the joy of distance but soon u will be joyfully realizing the pain of distance.