Your dead eyes were the sun of my days;
Your shinny teeth were the stars of my night;
Your warm hands were the heat for my winter;
Without you
my mornings are dark and cold;
My nights are meaningless and ugly;
my winters are grey and dead.
How can i live in a world so empty?
a world without you.
I curse the thing or person that snatched
you away from me.
Was it god?
Was it destiny?
Was it me?
I dont know
All i know is that you are not here
and i am
without you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely as it is... your aspiration will no longer be just an aspiration.... u r a fantastic poet!