How many times I've to explain?
Until when I've to prove?
Weeks, Months and years have passed,
but still we are at the same,
Waiting and Waiting all ths time now I'm tired,
the speed of the passing time ruined everything,
and the fire of your hate has burned my herat,
and now my hopes are nothing but ash,
But my feelings haven't changed,
because my life isn't over yet,
Now sitting lonely at night,
staring the deep blue sky I think,
How many times I've to explain?
Until when I've to prove.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely write charming heart felt.....gripping cheers :)