Dying in pain feel through my vein
Doubts and fears start to reign
Happy and hurting memories still remain
This silly fate makes me insane
Now look above and talk the moon
That keep in shining while heart in mourn
A song of dawn can mend it soon
And bring back the life that wrecked and torn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice rythmic flow. Awesome work. Great imagery with nice style. Great write indeed. I rate it 10. TFS. Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2