Last night you told me:
„ I like a divorce.
Many others are calling me in love".
I was broken into pieces.
You did not even feel my pain.
But then late in the night
you told me: „even if i divorce you
memories will remain
and i will never forget you".
What kind of cruel fun is that
after divorcing to say
„i will not forget you? ".
My only consolation was prayer.
Jesus on the cross comforted me.
But for Jesus in the garden of Gethsamene
I would have been dead now.
I understand now, how powerful prayer is.
(Graphic: What the Atoning Sacrifice Meant for Jesus
Religious Studies Center - Brigham Young University; Adam-Abram_Gethsemane
The plight of a man with a broken heart beautifully presented through this poem. And nothing but a sincere prayer could have given the strength to get over the trauma. Marvelous work. Thanks.
Hi Dev, your pain is expressed in pain...if there is love on heart memories still remains
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I feel with You Dear Poet, what kind of cruel fun....... No, I would rather say what kind of cruel Lady is she, Is it your lady love about whom You expressed your deep intimate love in all your poems, I was always jealous of your lady love, but now I feel ashamed of myself for feeling so, .... I pray with you dear poet, You'll be strengthened, one day your Lady love will surely realize how precious your was........