Here I am all alone, in a house we once called home.
Away my love has been driven, my heart beats but with no rhythm.
Away from me she has been forced, by the hurt and pain which i have caused.
Photos hanging on the wall reflecting our dreams, we had it all.
I have lost the love of my life, quite simply my beautiful wife.
Here I am all alone, in a house we once called home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this isn't a poem it looks like a piece of your heart, a true soul heart thank you for sharing sir