You asked that why did I hide my face,
The world for me has now no grace.
I'm better alone than with you,
Whether colors are green, red or blue.
You didn't care of the tears in my eyes,
I kept on, I kept on making tries.
From this way I am so much away,
I won't be here in any June or May.
I told you but you didn't care,
Now at the fate, there's no need to stare
You didn't care of the tears in my eyes, I kept on, I kept on making tries. I told you but you didn't care, Now at the fate, there's no need to stare..... but u did not care. my fate. because of you. you need not stare. at the end your poem becomes scary for me and sad.... do not let ourselves to be manipulated by others for their needs. be careful. thank you dear poetess. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You should be proud of yourself, Arfa. Writing poetry is a beautiful experience and I encourage you to keep writing whenever you can. May I suggest not trying to force rhymes. Sometimes you don't get the word you really want and it can take away from your true intent. Write what you feel, whether it rhymes or not and whether it follows any or no rules of meter etc... Thank you for sharing and please keep writing your thoughts Peace