In the realm of teenage dreams, a boy did dwell,
His heart encased in a bittersweet shell.
For though he laughed with friends and played with glee,
Inside him lurked a mystery, deep as the sea.
His mother, gone for years, or so he believed,
A story his father spun, yet he was deceived.
He clung to hope, like a lifeline cast,
That one day she'd return, his anchor at last.
In the halls of high school, he wore a mask,
A facade of normalcy, a difficult task.
But beneath the smile, a sorrow lay,
For the truth he sought, day after day.
With each passing year, the ache did grow,
The longing for answers, an endless flow.
Yet still he clung to the tale his father spun,
That his mother was away, just on the run.
But whispers in the wind, secrets in the night,
Hinted at truths hidden from sight.
And as he delved into the past, he found,
The tangled web of lies that did surround.
His mother, not on a trip as he was told,
But gone from this world, her story untold.
A truth too painful for his young heart to bear,
Yet in facing it, he found strength to dare.
For though his mother's absence left a scar,
He knew her love still shone from afar.
In memories cherished, in lessons learned,
In the flame of love, forever burned.
And though the pain may never fully mend,
He knew his love for her would never end.
For she lived on in his heart each day,
In the love that never fades away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem