With fears
You are elsewhere
Leading life without fear
It is dark with sun set
When my fate struck late
It was noon
You were to leave soon
I was informed of your decision
I let it pass and preferred no poison
I did not line to end life suddenly
But preferred to be lonely
No contact without side world
But I did not turn cold
You were visiting
When I was dreaming
With all that promise
And reminded not to miss
I was not to miss
But it was matter to tease
I soon go to tears
When gripped with fears
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was not to miss But it was matter to tease I soon go to tears When gripped with fears