You make me cry
This exquisite pain
I must deny
Though to my death
It runs through my vein
With every breath
Again and again.
I whisper
'Hold your head high'
But collapse in a lonely room
In my chosen doom
I will lie
Forever.
Your words of love
Like fickle wind
Departed.
With your promise
On a breeze.
Thatleft me broken hearted.
You make me cry
But please
Do not feel my sorrow.
But seize your new dream
Tomorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow...that was a really well written and relatable poem....beautiful in sadness...SG