shed tears my son
I thought that pain
Is within my heart
I look in the eyes
of an old man
Then
I realized that
Pain
Camouflage
Herself as happiness
And married an old man
That seems to be my
Everything
My heart
My life
Are like a
Mirror that
Portrayed
The inner person
Of sadness
No pain
I ever felt like
A broken heart
That never get a chance
To regained more
Strength
I long for the
Magnificence
Comeliness light
To break through
And brought up hope
While a smile
Is a remedy for it
The pain
I feel is
This sadness
And Suffering
Squeezing
Every breathe
That left
With Me
And my humble
Gray life
The pain within
Me beat fast
Like lightening
Striking so
Beautiful
Even dreaming
Only pain
Take it
Stand
While tears
Rolled down
Like a
River Nile
So far the pain in my
Life
Is
Like a
Fragrance...
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Dominic, some vivid writing here but your ESL problems really screw up meaning and the reader's experience. Why not stop writing for a while, keep developing your grasp of English, and immerse yourself in good contemporary poetry in English? You might find Billy Collins and Mary Oliver helpful and inspiring. If you'd like, check out my new website: jeffersoncarterverse.com Let me know how you like it. Yrs, JC