When the sun
refuses to
rise in the
east
no longer
sets in the
west.
When tomorrow
never dawns
the night
remains,
darkness is
permanent.
Our music stops
playing
not a sound is
heard,
the world lies
in silence.
I can no longer
depend on my
muse
to guide heart
and hand,
pen and paper
lie in silence
beside me,
not a word
forth comming.
As my eyes close
for the last time
I breathe my final
breathe
Will I forget you?
No,
not even then
I will always
remember.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh that I might someday have this kind of love as my own...so beautiful in the simple sweetness that I find in your words. Added this to list of my favorite poems...I will share it with others...PEACE