© Christian Jude Iankefvozuqx Tan Limpangog
Hooey! You’re breathe that kills
It doesn’t take a look to pretend
But tell me how it feels
To be an unlikely angel you intend
You’ve committed a painful crime
No law will defend you in time.
Wounded, my heart keeps on bleeding
Tormented, I feel dying and drowning
Unholy crime you caused within me
You broke my heart into pieces
Lied at me like there is no me
Die you should be with no traces.
Inconsiderate steel, home of pain
Stop pretending, you need a drain
Repent and cry for what you’ve done
Suffer the agony of doom as you can
You have no room in you’re heart for love
And you don’t have a right to fall in love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ofcourse, love is not a thing for sale. your poem is fine but show inconsistence for love. Old man yet see the truth.