In Love,
The pain of the beloved is your pain,
Their happiness is also your domain
But if the loved one,
Is no longer there,
How do you keep on living,
Why and Where?
Sad is the white Magnolia,
Flower bloom,
That proudly adorns the tree,
Its green Lagoon,
Sad is the moon in darkened, sky,
That lost the earth, but cannot cry,
Sad is the lonely heart, that feels despair,
That's lost its way and doesn't care,
For you, beloved, are not there!
A saddening breeze, Is everywhere.
The pain of the beloved is your pain, Their happiness is also your domain Its a twisted conundrum when one has feelings for another to the point where their emotions are almost tied into your, there is almost a telepathic bond created in that relationship, so when two are separated it can feel like the death of once self, but we are all individuals and our paths are our own, we'll have people their for awhile but in the long run they'll be gone. A lovely write Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a heart-felt poem that it wounded my heart with its sadness. Beautifully written from the deep recesses of the heart.